Lyrics
The Mighty Diamonds
Natty Dread will never run away, no no no,
Natty Dread will never run away.
Marcus Garvey prophesy say, Oh yeah
Man a go find him back against the wall, yeah.
It a go bitter.
When the right time comes, Lord,
Some a go charge fe treason.
When the right time come,
Yeah some a go charge fe arson.
When the right time come, Lord,
Some a go charge fe murder.
When the law man come,
Some a go run till dem tumble down.
When the Parson come, him a go quote de scripture.
Swallow field a go be in a the battlefield, Yeah Yeah.
Natty Dread will never run away, no no no.
Natty Dread will never run away, no my brethren.
Dis ya a prophecy, hold dem Marcus.
Dis ya a prophecy,
Hold dem Marcus.
Swallow field a go be in a de battlefield.
Yeah yeah
Natty Dread will never run away, no no no,
Natty Dread will never run away, no my brethren.
Dis ya a prophecy, dis ya prophecy.
When the right time come, Lord,
Some a go charge fe treason,
When the right time come,
Some a go charge fe arson.
When the right time come, Lord,
Some a go fe murder.
When the law man come,
Some a go run till dem tumble down.
When the parson come, him a go quote de scripture.
Swallow field a go be in a yeah, battlefield.
Yeah yeah
Natty Dread will never run away, no no no...
Written by FRANCESCHIN, MASSIMILIANO
Published by Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., EMI Music Publishing
Lyrics Provided By LyricFind Inc.
Natty Dread will never run away, no no no,
Natty Dread will never run away.
Marcus Garvey prophesy say, Oh yeah
Man a go find him back against the wall, yeah.
It a go bitter.
When the right time comes, Lord,
Some a go charge fe treason.
When the right time come,
Yeah some a go charge fe arson.
When the right time come, Lord,
Some a go charge fe murder.
When the law man come,
Some a go run till dem tumble down.
When the Parson come, him a go quote de scripture.
Swallow field a go be in a the battlefield, Yeah Yeah.
Natty Dread will never run away, no no no.
Natty Dread will never run away, no my brethren.
Dis ya a prophecy, hold dem Marcus.
Dis ya a prophecy,
Hold dem Marcus.
Swallow field a go be in a de battlefield.
Yeah yeah
Natty Dread will never run away, no no no,
Natty Dread will never run away, no my brethren.
Dis ya a prophecy, dis ya prophecy.
When the right time come, Lord,
Some a go charge fe treason,
When the right time come,
Some a go charge fe arson.
When the right time come, Lord,
Some a go fe murder.
When the law man come,
Some a go run till dem tumble down.
When the parson come, him a go quote de scripture.
Swallow field a go be in a yeah, battlefield.
Yeah yeah
Natty Dread will never run away, no no no...
Written by FRANCESCHIN, MASSIMILIANO
Published by Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., EMI Music Publishing
Lyrics Provided By LyricFind Inc.
