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Poverty lyrics with English Translations
If you hungry, you is a boy (yes!)
If you and your woman hungry, you is a damn boy (yes!)
And if you and your woman and your pickney hungry
You is a piece of.. mmm, mmm
Woke up and look at poverty this morning Said to poverty, "you can't stay inna me yard" (come out!) So me tek up me cutlass and start to do some farming While some man lef' dem country from early this morning, and
Poverty knocking at the door in their back yard Poverty knocking at the door in their back yard Dem nuh want a job Poverty knocking at the door in their back yard Let me remind you Poverty knocking at their door in their back yard Hear me!
Soon and very soon the red sun will be rising It gone to the West, coming forward from the East And along with that, Mr. Hungry with a long knife will be following And always him and him bound to get a stab Don't you hear me when I say?
Poverty knocking at the door in their back yard Can't you hear me when I say? Poverty knocking at the door in their back yard Not even a pound of sugar Poverty knocking at the door in their back yard Don't you hear me when I say? Poverty knocking at the door in their back yard
Some a dem run away an' leave their country (mi nah go back!) Claiming that they can't find nothing to do They refuse from their grandfather - do the farming And tek up a gun, just want some quick money But dust to dust and ash to ash, life get funny An' you gone dung ah Madden, dung in a piece of old box, Lord
Poverty knocking at the door in their back yard Hear me when I say Poverty knocking at the door in their back yard No mentality Poverty knocking at the door in their back yard Where is your mentality? Poverty knocking at the door in their back yard
You nuh see after me sharpen my cutlass And go build up my garden I don't want go work fi a man fi a farthing Because my heart will harden
Wake up and look at poverty early this morning (come outside!) Saying to him you just can't stay inna Rasta yard (you nuh hear?) So me tek up me 'lass and then mi start to do some farming Fi mek mi name nuh go fi thief and gone abroad, hey
For poverty knocking at the door in their back yard All because dem lazy Poverty knocking at the door in their back yard Poverty knocking at the door in their back yard Run away and leave them, Dread!
Woke up and look at poverty this morning Said to poverty, "you can't stay inna me yard" (come out!) So me tek up me cutlass and start to do some farming While some man lef' dem country from early this morning, and
Poverty knocking at the door in their back yard Poverty knocking at the door in their back yard Dem nuh want a job Poverty knocking at the door in their back yard Let me remind you Poverty knocking at their door in their back yard Hear me!
Soon and very soon the red sun will be rising It gone to the West, coming forward from the East And along with that, Mr. Hungry with a long knife will be following And always him and him bound to get a stab Don't you hear me when I say?
Poverty knocking at the door in their back yard Can't you hear me when I say? Poverty knocking at the door in their back yard Not even a pound of sugar Poverty knocking at the door in their back yard Don't you hear me when I say? Poverty knocking at the door in their back yard
Some a dem run away an' leave their country (mi nah go back!) Claiming that they can't find nothing to do They refuse from their grandfather - do the farming And tek up a gun, just want some quick money But dust to dust and ash to ash, life get funny An' you gone dung ah Madden, dung in a piece of old box, Lord
Poverty knocking at the door in their back yard Hear me when I say Poverty knocking at the door in their back yard No mentality Poverty knocking at the door in their back yard Where is your mentality? Poverty knocking at the door in their back yard
You nuh see after me sharpen my cutlass And go build up my garden I don't want go work fi a man fi a farthing Because my heart will harden
Wake up and look at poverty early this morning (come outside!) Saying to him you just can't stay inna Rasta yard (you nuh hear?) So me tek up me 'lass and then mi start to do some farming Fi mek mi name nuh go fi thief and gone abroad, hey
For poverty knocking at the door in their back yard All because dem lazy Poverty knocking at the door in their back yard Poverty knocking at the door in their back yard Run away and leave them, Dread!
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