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To The Lord lyrics with English Translations
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, whoa oh
It's been a long time coming
Hey... ooh, ooh, ooh, oh...
The people a bawl, say it hard Things get hard, things get hard Home and abroad, ends nah meet again Dollars have no friends 'pon the ends Church people a bawl to the Lord Things get hard, things get hard Most dire of circumstance Oh, we're calling, but there's no response
Dem say depression is a state of mind We're trying to get over, but the Things ain't fine We're rising up early, in the morning time Yet no man no waan wait in line Inna the city it not pretty, the leaders get witty Some 'fraid so dem sound the alarm Beg the youths dem fi go, hey We need food, but a fool dem a farm
The people a bawl, say it hard Things get hard, things get hard Home and abroad, ends nah meet again Dollars have no friends 'pon the ends Church people a bawl to the Lord Things get hard, things get hard Most dire of circumstance Oh, we're calling, but there's no response
In dem minds dem think dem safe From the system dem put in place A try fi treat the underprivileged like a slave So again I stop misbehave Uptown will be burning down Downtown man a sleep on the ground Siren a ring out, tell the people a shout We need the justice, dem bawling out
The people a bawl, say it hard Things get hard, things get hard Home and abroad, ends nah meet again Dollars have no friends 'pon the ends Church people a bawl to the Lord Things get hard, things get hard Most dire of circumstance Oh, we're calling, but there's no response
Money run out, things rough out a road Can't find no food, things tough out a road Is a work man a weapon? Some have their gun, is like the devil inna dem right hand But I no want to hear another excuse Don't want fi see another thing on the news Time to change up your volume Mislead the people, then you talk 'bout you're sorry
The people a bawl, say it hard Things get hard, things get hard Home and abroad, ends nah meet again Dollars have no friends 'pon the ends Church people a bawl to the Lord Things get hard, things get hard Most dire of circumstance Oh, we're calling, but there's no response
The people a bawl, say it hard Things get hard, things get hard Home and abroad, ends nah meet again Dollars have no friends 'pon the ends Church people a bawl to the Lord Things get hard, things get hard Most dire of circumstance Oh, we're calling, but there's no response
The people... dem things we crying out, crying out Save the people, save the people...
The people a bawl, say it hard Things get hard, things get hard Home and abroad, ends nah meet again Dollars have no friends 'pon the ends Church people a bawl to the Lord Things get hard, things get hard Most dire of circumstance Oh, we're calling, but there's no response
Dem say depression is a state of mind We're trying to get over, but the Things ain't fine We're rising up early, in the morning time Yet no man no waan wait in line Inna the city it not pretty, the leaders get witty Some 'fraid so dem sound the alarm Beg the youths dem fi go, hey We need food, but a fool dem a farm
The people a bawl, say it hard Things get hard, things get hard Home and abroad, ends nah meet again Dollars have no friends 'pon the ends Church people a bawl to the Lord Things get hard, things get hard Most dire of circumstance Oh, we're calling, but there's no response
In dem minds dem think dem safe From the system dem put in place A try fi treat the underprivileged like a slave So again I stop misbehave Uptown will be burning down Downtown man a sleep on the ground Siren a ring out, tell the people a shout We need the justice, dem bawling out
The people a bawl, say it hard Things get hard, things get hard Home and abroad, ends nah meet again Dollars have no friends 'pon the ends Church people a bawl to the Lord Things get hard, things get hard Most dire of circumstance Oh, we're calling, but there's no response
Money run out, things rough out a road Can't find no food, things tough out a road Is a work man a weapon? Some have their gun, is like the devil inna dem right hand But I no want to hear another excuse Don't want fi see another thing on the news Time to change up your volume Mislead the people, then you talk 'bout you're sorry
The people a bawl, say it hard Things get hard, things get hard Home and abroad, ends nah meet again Dollars have no friends 'pon the ends Church people a bawl to the Lord Things get hard, things get hard Most dire of circumstance Oh, we're calling, but there's no response
The people a bawl, say it hard Things get hard, things get hard Home and abroad, ends nah meet again Dollars have no friends 'pon the ends Church people a bawl to the Lord Things get hard, things get hard Most dire of circumstance Oh, we're calling, but there's no response
The people... dem things we crying out, crying out Save the people, save the people...
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