D5    A5                  D5    B5    A5
Zion, dreaming from an Iron gate
D5    A5                  D5    B5    A5
Dragon, fire ago burn dem all 


B5            F#5
Jah gonna start the revolution 

The light struck the night, 

Too indiscipline a battle dem fight 

Walk and talk they steal, mash dem down we will 

With the strength of a lion stand still 

Iya, Iya, war today, oh steal I hear war today-ay-ay 

The youth dem call upon the elders of which we seek after 

The Congo Man a chanting, oh dem Congo Man a chant... 

Oh the youth dem know, but what they cannot see 

Is how dem use to laugh, and then kick upon we 

Oh all the youth don't know, of all those tears we cry 

Yes oh this Rastaman life, oh of this Rastaman life 
                        D5
And you can hear them shouting changes 
G5            F#5            A5
From out of the minds and thoughts of our children 

Here in desolate places 


B5            F#5
Oh we give thanks and praises to dem elders 

For the guidance we are after 

Oh we give thanks and praises to dem elders 

For unto them we know that 

No one shall stand alone tonight 

Shall run, run tonight, shall stand alone tonight 

Shall run, run tonight 

Long before this war we use to cry and use to lie in bed 

With visions of fire running red, 

And so we call upon these elders instead 

Don Carlos at the control 


Ab5                     Eb5
Wo yeah! Wo yeah! Now (4x) 

See them come up along the road, oh I can see them 

Some walk by day and some stalk by night 

Oh Rastafari shall greet them in the end 

And so de man run up so long, so long, Oh, Lord! 

Beaten dem down, shootin' dem down 

Oh it's a poor man's battle for the youth man stalk


C#5 
And the rich dem run away 
D5            C#5            B5
Seems like de don't know dem right from wrong 
            C#5
But I see the youth will fight tonight, wow 
D5      C#5           B5
Look how they jump, and shriek and moan 
F#5
For natty coming over: Oh freedom taking over 


B5      F#5 
(at? o fim?)