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Up a Cane river to wash my dread | Upon a rock rest my head | There I vision through the seas of oppression, oh-oo-wo!
Up a Cane river to wash my dread Upon a rock rest my head There I vision through the seas of oppression, oh-oo-wo! Don't make my life a prison We come from Trench Town (Trench Town) Most of them come from Trench Town We free the people with music, (sweet music) Can we free the people with music, (sweet music) Can we free our people with music, with music, With music, oh music (oh music) Whoa my head, In desolate places we'll find our bread And everyone see what's taking place Whoa-yo another page in history We come from Trench Town, (Trench Town) We come from Trench Town, (Trench Town) We come from Trench Town, (Trench Town) Lord we free the people with music (sweet music) We free the people with music, (sweet music) We free our people with music, with music With music, oh music (oh music) They say it's hard to speak They feel so strong to say wa're weak But through the eyes the love of our people, oh-oo-wo! They got to repay We come from Trench Town (Trench Town) We come from (Trenchtown) Trench Town; They say, "Can anything good come out Of Trench Town?" (Trench - Trenchtown) That's what they say, (Trenchtown); (Trench - Trenchtown) Say (Trench - Trenchtown) we're the underprivileged people, So (Trenchtown) they keep us in chains: "Pay (Trench - Trenchtown) - pay - pay tribute to" (Trenchtown). We come from (Trench - Trenchtown); We come from (Trench - Trenchtown); Just because we come from Trench Town. Not because we come from Trench Town; Just because we come from (Trenchtown).
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