In Jamaica there was a family
With much confusion as you will see
There was a momma and a papa and a boy who was grown
Who wanted to marry have a wife of his own
He found a young girl, who suited him nice
He went to his papa to ask his advice
The papa said: "Son, I have to say no,
That girl is your sister, but your momma don't know"
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So the weeks went by and the summer came down
And soon the best cook in the island he found
He went to his papa, to make a day
The papa turned to him and to him he did say
"You can't marry this girl, I have to say no
That girl is your sister, but your momma don't know"
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He went to his momma and covered his head
He told his momma what his papa had said
His momma she laughed, she said: "Go man, go
Your daddy ain't your daddy, but your daddy don't know"
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Well when I look over Jordan what did I see
(Coming for to carry me home)
Well there's a whole bunch of angels coming
(Coming for to carry me home)
And that is why

I am going home
Ahhh...
I am going home

Well if you reach up there before I do
(Coming for to carry me home)
Just tell everyone that I'm a-coming up there too
(Coming for to carry me home)
And then you'll know that

I am going home
Ahhh...
I am going home

Well then I look over Jordan what did I see
(Coming for to carry me home)
There's a whole bunch of angels coming
(Coming for to carry me home)
Now will you sing this song

I was the one who feels the pain
I was the one where the heartaches remained
I was the one who always feels the pain

This was caused through love and affection
This was caused through love and affection
This was caused through love and affection
That's why...

I have the lonesome feeling (lonesome feeling)
It hurts to be alone
Now I'm a king but sitting on an empty throne

Let them all pass all their dirty remarks
One love
There is one question I'd really love to ask
One heart
Is there a place for the hopeless sinner
Who has hurt all mankind just to save his own
Believe me

One love
What about a one heart?
One heart
What about...
Let's get together and feel all right
As it was in the beginning
One love
So shall it be in the end
One heart
All right
Give thanks and praise to the Lord and I will feel all right
Let's get together and feel all right

One more thing...
Let's get together to fight this Holy Armageddon
One love
So when the Man comes there will be no, no doom
One song
Have pity on those whose chances grows thinner
There ain’t no hiding place from the Father of Creation
Sayin'...

Now, let ‘em all pass all your dirty remarks
One love
There is one question I'd really like to ask
One song
Is there a place for the hopeless sinner
Who has hurt all mankind just to save his soul

One love
One heart
Let's join together and I'll feel all right
One love
Hear my plea
One heart
Let's join together and I'll feel all right
Let’s just pray to the Lord and I will feel all right

Let's join together to fight this Holy battle
So when the Man comes there will be no, no doom
Have pity on those whose chances grows thinner
There ain't no hiding place from the Kingdom of the Lord, yes

One love
Hear my plea
One heart
Oh, let's join together and I'll feel all
One love
Whole lot of mercy
One heart
I tell you let’s sit down to pray and I will feel all right
Let's join together and I'll feel all right

One love
One heart
Let's join together and I'll feel all right
One love
Oh Lord!
One heart
Oh...
Let's join together and I'll feel all right
Let’s just pray to the Lord and I will feel all right

I tell you, let 'em all pass all your dirty remarks
One love
There is one question I'd really like to ask
One song
Is there a place for the hopeless sinner
Who has hurt all mankind just to save his soul

Feel all right now
Feel all right now
Feel all right now
Lord, I thank you
Lord, I thank you

I'm gonna put it on
I'm gonna put it on
I'm gonna put it on
Good Lord, help me
Good Lord, help me

I'm not boasting
I'm not boasting
I'm not boasting
Feel like toasting
I just feel like toasting

No more crying
No more crying
No more crying
Good lord, heal me
Good lord, heal me

I rule my destiny
I rule my destiny
I rule my destiny
Lord, I thank you
Lord I thank you

Lord, I thank you
Lord I thank you
Lord I thank you
Lord I thank you
Lord I thank you

Dem a loot, dem a shoot, dem a wail
A Shanty Town
Dem a loot, dem a shoot, dem a wail
A Shanty Town
Dem rude boy get a probation
A Shanty Town
And rude boy a bomb up the town
A Shanty Town

Tears are falling down my face
All because of you
River deep and a mountain high
All because of you

Why, oh why, oh why, oh why
I feel like I’m gonna die
Is it because you leave me here
Just to sit and cry

Beautiful and dangerous
There is nothing to discuss, no
You can’t capture me, no-no, no-no, no
All you do is freeze

Why, oh why, oh why, oh why
I feel like I’m gonna die
Is it because you leave me here
Just to sit and cry

Why, oh why, oh why, oh why
I feel like I’m gonna die
Is it because you leave me here
Just to sit and cry

Well, I send you a school, you won’t learn
I send you a church, you won’t hear
I’m gonna send you back to your mama’s house
I’m gonna send you back to your papa
I’m gonna send you back where you come from
I said to go home, go home, Edina
I said to get up Edina, girl
Because you wait up Edina, girl

I said to get up Edina
Because you wait up, Edina, girl
I said to come out Edina
Because you wait up, Edina, girl

Get up Edina
Get up Edina girl
I said to come out Edina
Because you wait up, Edina, girl

Well I send you a school, you won’t learn
I’m gonna send you a church, you won’t hear
I’m gonna send you back to your mama’s house
I’m gonna send you back to your papa’s house
Uncle, come take her away
I-I don’t want to see her no more

Honor your mother and your father
That your days may be long, on the land
Children obey your parents and the law
This is the law, of the prophets

Love your parents as how you love yourself
Do onto others as they would do to you

Get up in the morning slaving for bread, sir
So that every mouth can be fed
Poor, me Israelites

My wife and my kids they pack up and a leave me
"Darling" she said, "I was yours to receive"
Poor, me Israelites

Shirt dem a tear up, trousers a go
I don’t want to end up like Bonnie and Clyde
Poor, me Israelites

After a storm, there must be a calm
If you catch me in your farm, you sound your alarm
Poor, me Israelites

I said I get up in the morning slaving for bread, sir
So that every mouth can be fed
Poor, me Israelites