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Hand Cart Bwoy
Princess just hold on pon I and I hand I will never mek the I falter [ The journey soon ends [soon be over] See I and I gates upon the rock deh She get whole heap a love and joy from the hand cart bwoy bobo youth whose name Fitzroy Round a market mi juggle pepper and pak choi She never know she woulda deh wid I She get whole heap a love and joy from the hand cart bwoy A the same likkle bobo youth whose name Fitzroy Round a market mi juggle pak choi She never know she woulda deh wid I I'm trodding from the mountains Pon mi foot a pure red dirt Crucus bag dem stitch up and the cabbage well cut bout a dozen I-trate pon mi shirt I've got peppers, some ripe bananas and some peanuts Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I met this princess in the market standing by the culvert I could see that all she need was I and I comfort Sey she come from up a River Gut But she's coming home to my little hut She always admire when I glorify the King And how I seal my turban each and every morning Sipping a little water from the spring I push my cart and dance and sing Oh what a loving, caring woman you are And what I am thankful for? She never tek no money from no superstar I'll be there for you no matter what's the circumstnce Rastafari is the light from a distance Princess trod on and skillful guidance
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