Long before the river did turn to dust
Man and man use to talk and
There was plenty food for all of them
The herb grew so free
We tought, we too must be free
But now oh how wrong we were
We watched the pirates come in
Spittin´ pon I yard
As they tore down head waters
Spittin´ pon I yard
As they tore down Back-O-Wall


Fear not those who try to steal your culture
Stand firm like the Bush Doctor (Repeat)

Sail on you feared pirates I say
As we´ll be taking our shelter
Beneath the Young Tree
Fly on you fallen angels I pray
As we´ll be taking our shelter
Beneath the Young Tree

Now maybe their ships have gone
But mental scares do remain
To divide and confuse Jah people
Fighting against this reality
With their ego power games
We knew not how to play
They´re running away with our culture
But I know We will survive
Left in I yard to rebuild Head Waters
Left in I yard to protecting Back-O-Wall

I will not rest until all of the wicked a fall
For I believe int he words of the Bush Doctor