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Buffalo Soldier Lyrics

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Buffalo Soldier Lyrics


Buffalo Soldier, Dreadlock Rasta:
There was a Buffalo Soldier in the heart of America,
Stolen from Africa, brought to America,
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival.

I mean it, when I analyze the stench -
To me it makes a lot of sense:
How the Dreadlock Rasta was the Buffalo Soldier,
And he was taken from Africa, brought to America,
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival.

Said he was a Buffalo Soldier, Dreadlock Rasta -
Buffalo Soldier in the heart of America.

If you know your history,
Then you would know where you coming from,
Then you wouldn't have to ask me,
Who the 'eck do I think I am.

I'm just a Buffalo Soldier in the heart of America,
Stolen from Africa, brought to America,
Said he was fighting on arrival, fighting for survival;
Said he was a Buffalo Soldier win the war for America.

Dreadie, woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy,
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy!
Woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy,
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy!
Buffalo Soldier troddin' through the land, wo-ho-ooh!
Said he wanna ran, then you wanna hand,
Troddin' through the land, yea-hea, yea-ea.

Said he was a Buffalo Soldier win the war for America;
Buffalo Soldier, Dreadlock Rasta,
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival;
Driven from the mainland to the heart of the Caribbean.

Singing, woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy,
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy!
Woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy,
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy!

Troddin' through San Juan in the arms of America;
Troddin' through Jamaica, a Buffalo Soldier# -
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival:
Buffalo Soldier, Dreadlock Rasta.

Woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy,
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy!
Woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy,
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy!
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Post by maria from west side »

Waiting in vain.....


From the very first time I rest my eyes from you, boy
My heart said follow through
But I know now that Im way down on your line
But the waiting feeling's is fine

So don't treat me like a puppet on a string
'Couse I know how to do my thing
Don't talk to me as if you think I'm dumb
I wanna know when you're gonna come

See----
I don't wanna wait in vain for your love
I don't wanna wait in vain for your love
'Couse summer is here
And Im still waiting there
Winter is here
And Im still waiting there

Like I said -----
It's been three years since I'm knocking on your door
And still I can knock some more
Ooh, boy, ooh, boy, is creazy? Look, I wanna know now
For I to knock some more
In life I know
That there is a lots of grief
But your love is my relief
Tears in my eyes burn
Tears in my eyes burn
While Im waitin'
While Im waitin for my turn

You see...
I don't wanna wait in vain for your love
I don't wanna wait in vain for your love
'Couse summer is here
And Im still waiting there
Winter is here
I'm still waiting there

Like I said....
I don't wanna, I don't wanna
I don't wanna, I don't wanna
I don't wanna wait in vain
I don't wanna, I don't wanna
I don't wanna wait in vain


It's been three years since I'm knocking on your door
And still I can't knock some more
Ooh boy, ooh, boy, is it creazy? Look, I wanna know now
Like I said.....
Tears in my eyes burn
Tears in my eyes burn
While Im waiting
While Im waiting for my turn

You see.......
Ooh, boy, ooh, boy, is it creazy? Look, I wanna know now
For I knock some more
In life I know there is alot of grief
But your love is my relif
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