Young Tree - Groundation

Dem trying to cut down dem Young Tree

Don’t want to see a future for me,

But dem see I know

Jah prophesy fulfilling before we

One day a higher society

Will ease the sufferation of the poor I see

But all dem looking at the poor man crying

Saying thank god it’s not me

Rip it out at the roots

Cuttin’it down limb from limb (Repeat)

No Matter the color, no matter the race

Dem Young Tree, oh dem Young Tree

Well man is born free yeah, Man is born free

Underneath the holy young tree

Well man is born free, born free

That’s the way it’s got to be

And a woman born free, so shall it be

But I have no fear, no fear at all

As them come upon I yard, dem yard, We yard

Saying goodbye to you warmonger country

No more will you see I in

And with a clean and a pure in heart

I will nurse back to health

This failing Young Tree