Now, the angels have all gone from a Babylon
They're crying tears that rain-clouds will deliver
Here in London town all these teardrops tumble down
And no Jamaican sunshine drys the rivers
But now, little Billy Boy's got his record toys
He says: Now listen, can you tell me Mother...?
Why this music here casts away all doubt and fear
And who's that man there on the record cover?
Bob Marley! Bob Marley!
Bob Marley he's the man
The reggae master.
Bob Marley! Bob Marley!
Bob Marley he's the man
The master blaster.
Who's the man
With the flag held high
I'm a say, red-gold-and-green?
Bob Marley!
And who's the man
Says: i-n-i
Not you or them or we
Bob Marley!
Bob Marley! Bob Marley!
Bob Marley he's the man.
Now, children of the world,
Can you tell me have you heard
Of a message from a rastafari...
Preaching: so jah say, peace and unity will stay!
With every sister breden of Bob Marley.
Reggae reggae, rasta rasta!
To all of the people in Namibia
To the soulful people of America
To all of the people in U-ropia
To the beautiful people in South Africa
To all of the people on the Cote D'Ivore
To our sisters and our brothers in Asia
To the sunshine people in Australia
Jah live.
