Iron Sharpenth Iron Songtext
von Culture

La la la la la la la la la la
Doo bada doo bada day
La la la la la la la day ba
Doo bada doo bada day

When you gonna dig a pit, I tell you, my brother
Don′t dig one, always dig two
When you gonna dig a pit, I tell you, my brother
Don't dig one, always dig two

Be careful of the things you do
The everyday words you speak
You walk on the streets
You run up your mouth
You want to see your brother
Be a prisoner always, never mind

The countenance of one man brighteneth another
Iron sharpeth iron
The countenance of one man brighteneth another
Iron sharpeth iron


Although this road, so tickle and tawny
Trod on, my brother, trod on

Be careful of the things you do
The everyday words you speak
You walk on the streets
You run up your mouth
You want to see your brother
Be a prisoner always

The countenance of one man brighteneth another
Iron sharpeth iron
The countenance of one man brighteneth another
Iron sharpeth iron

So, when you gonna dig a pit, I tell you, my brother
Don′t dig one, always dig two
When you gonna dig a pit, I tell you, my brother
Don't dig one, always dig two

The hotter the battle, the hotter the battle
The sweeter the victory
The hotter the battle be, black man good ol' phrase say
Sweeter the victory


So, when you gonna dig a pit, I tell you, my brother
Don′t dig one, always dig two