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Joyful Locks - U-Roy

๐Ÿ‘ค U Roy โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ U-Roy Meets King Tubby (Attack Gold Records) โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 3:15
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โฑ๏ธ 3:15 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 29952869

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

Woah-woah, dreadlocks (Woah-woah, dreadlocks)
Got to watch what you do in this day, ya (Woah-woah, dreadlocks)
Woah-woah, aha-ha, aha

Don't you cut off your dreadlock
Let Jah arise an' all his enemies be scattered away
An' this is what I've got to say
An' all them that hate Jah flee as the wax melt in the pool of fire
So shall the wicked melt in the presence of the most high

Samson was a dreadlock
So Delilah betrayed him (So shall the wicked be driven back)
For Jah, a high strength, high-high demon power
Jah liveth and reigneth in the hearts of all man continually
So don't be no folly an' you just go to be jolly (So)
Do I beg you, little children of Zion (Say)

Don't-don't you cut off your natty dread
An' let it grow, Rastaman (Woah)
Go on, mi tell you so (Yeah)
Don't look back an' don't-don't you cut off your dreadlock
An' let it grow, let it grow
So you got to know, you got to know

But let me tell you something (Dreadlocks, my nitty)
Got to be upfull an' got to be truthful most of all to Jah (Yeah)
'Cause Jah does see every little thing you know

So don't-don't you cut off your natty dread
An' let it grow, Rastaman, let it grow (Yeah)
Samson was a dreadlock, but he played a fool
Maybe because he didn't went to no good school (Yard)
Let mi tell you, say, so don't-don't you do that, my brother-de
An' let it grow, let it grow, you got to know (Woah)
Tell you so (Good God, woah)

Say, don't-don't-don't you cut off your natty dread (Yeah)
You know it's what the man say
Don't you cut off your natty dread
Got to obey, come to the order of the day (So-so)

Don't-don't you do it, my sister
Now don't-don't you do it, my brother (Let me beg you, say)
Don't-don't you let Satan lead you away there (Yeah, you know?)

I will trample down the devil (Woah)
I will trample down the Satan
Satan, I will trample down the Satan (Woah)
Satan, don't let it go, Rastaman
I will trample down Satan, I'm a tell you, say
No-no, don't-don't-don't you cut off your natty dread (Yeah, you know)

Killing is on the reason there, but (Yeah)
Let me tell you, say, should never do a thing like that

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