Toots & The Maytals Live In England – Bam Bam / Funky Kingston / Country Road

Bam Bam Lyrics

I want you to know that I am the man
Who fight for the right, not for the wrong
Going there, I’m growing there
Helping the weak against the strong
Soon you will find out the man
I’m supposed to be
Help this man
And don’t trouble no man
But if you used to trouble that man
It will bring a bam bam
What a bam bam, bam bam
See that? Bam bam
(It will bring a bam bam)
Can you see that?
Ah
(It will bring a bam bam)
What a bam bam
(What a bam bam)
Can you see that?
(What a bam bam)
Hear what I say
(What a bam bam)
Yeah hey
(What a bam bam)
(What a bam bam)
(What a bam bam)
This man, I don’t trouble no man
He know you go to nourish man
This man, don’t trouble no man
This man is friend and is trying to trouble no man
That’s if you trouble this man
It going to bring a
Going to bring a bam bam
Get a bam bam
Get a bam bam
Get a bam bam
I say, what a bam bam
I say, what a bam bam
What a bam bam
I say, what a bam bam

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Funky Kingston Lyrics

Everybody, give it to me huh
Hey Hey Hey
I want you to believe every word I say
I want you to believe every thing I do
I said music is what I’ve got to give
And I’ve got to find some way to make it
Music is what I’ve got baby
I want you to come on and shake it
Shake it shake it baby
Oh yeah hey
Na na na…
Oh yeah.na na na
Funky
Funky Kingston, is what I’ve got for you
Oh yeah
Funky Kingston, yeah is what I’ve got for you
Oh yeah
Lemme hear your funky guitar
Yo reggae
Hear the piano, stick it to me
Watch me now
You watch me now
Playing from east to west yeah
I just play from north to south, yeah
I love black America
People keep on asking me for
But I ain’t got none
Somebody take it away from me

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Take Me Home Country Road Lyrics

Almost heaven, West Jamaica
True ridge mountains
Shining Minko River
All my friends there
Older than those ridge
Younger than the mountains
Blowin’ like a breeze
Country roads take me home
To the place I belong
West Jamaica, my ol’ momma
Take me home country roads
I heard her voice
In the mornin’ hour she calls me
Said son you remind me of my home far away
And drivin’ down the road I feel a sickness, I sure did
Oh yesterday, yesterday
All my memories, oh, gathered ’round her
My old lady stranger to blue water
Dark and dusty painted on the sky
Misty taste of moonshine
Tears gone from my eyes
Country roads take me home
To the place I belong
West Jamaica, my my momma
Won’t you take me go home country roads

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