Further East of Jack (Old Marcus Garvey) Songtext
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Further East of Jack (Old Marcus Garvey) Songtext
No one remember old Marcus Garvey
No one remember old Marcus Garvey
No one remember old Marcus Garvey
No one remember old Marcus Garvey
No one remember him, no one
Talking about Paul Bogle
They′ve been talking about William Gordon
They've been talking about Norman Washington Manley
Including Bustamante
No one remember old Marcus Garvey
No one remember old Marcus Garvey
Finest time
John the Baptist′s head were cut off
Put it away into a saucer
Stephen, disciple of our Lord, believe me
Yes, yes, they stoneth him to death
No one remember old Marcus Garvey
No one remember old Marcus Garvey
This day is the right way
This day is the right way
This day is the right way
All we all got to do is
Let true Black lover rise
A hatred scatter, even melt like when the fire light the wax, yes
No one remember old Marcus Garvey
No one remember old Marcus Garvey
Children, children
Children, children
Humble yourself and become, one day, somehow
You will remember him, you will
No one remember old Marcus Garvey
No one remember old Marcus Garvey
(No one remember him)
Garvey's old, yet, young
Garvey's old, yet- (whole lot on Garvey)
Garvey′s old, yet, young (who younger than Garvey?)
(Garvey′s old, yet, young)
They've been talking about Paul Bogle
They′ve been talking about William Gordon
They've been talking about Norman Washington Manley
Including Bustamante
John the Baptist′s head were cut off
Put it away into a saucer
Stephen, disciple of our Lord
They stoneth him to death, to death
No one remember old Marcus Garvey
No one remember old Marcus Garvey
No one remember him, no one (no one remember)
No one remember old Marcus Garvey
No one remember old Marcus Garvey
No one remember old Marcus Garvey
No one remember old Marcus Garvey
No one remember him, no one
Talking about Paul Bogle
They′ve been talking about William Gordon
They've been talking about Norman Washington Manley
Including Bustamante
No one remember old Marcus Garvey
No one remember old Marcus Garvey
Finest time
John the Baptist′s head were cut off
Put it away into a saucer
Stephen, disciple of our Lord, believe me
Yes, yes, they stoneth him to death
No one remember old Marcus Garvey
No one remember old Marcus Garvey
This day is the right way
This day is the right way
This day is the right way
All we all got to do is
Let true Black lover rise
A hatred scatter, even melt like when the fire light the wax, yes
No one remember old Marcus Garvey
No one remember old Marcus Garvey
Children, children
Children, children
Humble yourself and become, one day, somehow
You will remember him, you will
No one remember old Marcus Garvey
No one remember old Marcus Garvey
(No one remember him)
Garvey's old, yet, young
Garvey's old, yet- (whole lot on Garvey)
Garvey′s old, yet, young (who younger than Garvey?)
(Garvey′s old, yet, young)
They've been talking about Paul Bogle
They′ve been talking about William Gordon
They've been talking about Norman Washington Manley
Including Bustamante
John the Baptist′s head were cut off
Put it away into a saucer
Stephen, disciple of our Lord
They stoneth him to death, to death
No one remember old Marcus Garvey
No one remember old Marcus Garvey
No one remember him, no one (no one remember)
No one remember old Marcus Garvey
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