RIDE NATTY RIDE Lyrics

[Bob Marley]  [12" mix]

            Rub, a-rub, rubby-doo-day;
            Rum-pum-pum a-rum-pum-pum-pum!
            Dready got a job to do
            And he's got to fulfill that mission, yeah!
            To see his hurt - yea-eah yeah! - is their greatest ambition, yeah!
            But-a he will survive in this world of competition,
            'Cause no matter what they do,
            Natty keep on comin' through,
            And no matter what they say-ay,
            Natty de deh every day. yeah!
            Natty Dread rides again,
            Through the mystics of tomorrow,
            Natty Dread rides again:
            Have no fear, have no sorrow, yeah!

            All and all you see a-gwan
            Is to fight against Rastaman.
            So they build their world in great confusion
            To force on us the devil's illusion.
            But the stone that the builder refuse
            Shall be the head cornerstone,
            And no matter what game they play,
            Eh, we got something they could never take away;
            We got something they could never take away:

            And it's the fiyah (fiyah)!  It's the fiyah (fiyah)!
            That's burning down everything:
            Feel the fiyah (fiyah)!  Fiyah (fiyah)!
            Only the birds have their wings, yeah!
            No time to be deceived;
            Oh, brothers, you should know and not believe:
            Jah say this judgment day could never be with water,
            No water could put out this fiyah (fiyah):
            This fiyah (fiyah)!  This fiyah (fiyah)!
            This fiyah (fiyah), a yaga y'all!  Ride, Natty, ride!
            Go deh, Dready, go deh,
            'Cause now the fire is out of control,
            Panic in the city, wicked weeping for their gold!
            Everywhere this fiyah is burning,
            Destroying and melting their gold,
            Destroying and waisting their souls.

            Go ride, Natty, ride!
            Go deh, Dready!  Go deh!

            Tell you what: now the people gather on the beach
            And the leader try to make a speech,
            But the Dreadies understandin' that it's too late:
            A-fiyah is burning;
            Man, pull your own weight!
            Fiyah is burning;
            Man, pull your own weight!
            Natty Dread rides again (Natty Dread rides again);
            And me say, Go deh, Dready!  Go deh!  (go deh, go deh)
            Oh, ride, Natty, ride!  (Dread rides again)
            And go deh, Dready!  (Go deh, go deh)
            Ridin' through the storm,
            Riding through the calm (go deh, go deh).
            Oh, ride, Natty, ride!
            Go deh, Dready, go deh!
            Oh, ride, Natty, ride!
            Go deh, Dready, do deh!

            Tell you what:
            'Cause now the fire is out of control,
            Panic in the city, wicked weeping for their gold!
            Everywhere this fiyah is burning,
            Destroying and melting their gold,
            Destroying and waisting their souls.

            Go ride, Natty, ride!
            Go deh, Dready!  Go deh!

            Tell you what: now the people gather on the beach
            And the leader try to make a speech,
            But the Dreadies understandin' that it's too late:
            A-fiyah is burning;
            Man, pull your own weight!
            Fiyah is burning;
            Man, pull your own weight!
            Natty Dread rides again (Natty Dread rides again);
            And me say, Go deh, Dready!  Go deh!  (go deh, go deh)
            Oh, ride, Natty, ride!  (Dread rides again)
            And go deh, Dready!  (Go deh, go deh)
            Ridin' through the storm,
            Riding through the calm (go deh, go deh).
            Oh, ride, Natty, ride!
            Go deh, Dready, go deh!
            Oh, ride, Natty, ride!
            Go deh, Dready, do deh!

            And no matter what they say-ay,
            Natty de deh every day. yeah!
            Natty Dread rides again,
            Through the mystics of tomorrow,
            Natty Dread rides again:
            Have no fear, have no sorrow, yeah!

            All and all you see a-gwan
            Is to fight against Rastaman.
            So they build their world in great confusion
            To force on us the devil's illusion.
            But the stone that the builder refuse
            Shall be the head cornerstone,
            And no matter what game they play,
            Eh, we got something they could never take away;
            We got something they could never take away:
            Oh, ride, Natty, ride!
            Go deh, Dready, go deh!
            Oh, ride, Natty, ride!
            Go deh, Dready, do deh!
            Ride, Natty, ride!              /fadeout/