Yesterday may be dead and gone,
But the memories linger on.
Work, work, work like a honey bee,
While Bucky Massa reap the sweet.
Work, work, work a we plant the seed,
But a way too much greed to feed.
I've got no choice, I must rebel,
So guide I, oh Jah, through the thorns of tomorrow.
Guide my arrow.

Bucky Massa keep robbin' the poor,
Every day him rob some more.
Ain't much more for him to rob,
Enough is enough give I and I a break.
The fire is hot hotter than hot,
And a little bit of faith is all I've got.
I don't wanna lose my soul,
So guide I, oh Jah, through the thorns of tomorrow.
Guide my arrow, my sorrow, oh Jah.

(..)

Temptation won't leave I alone,
Sometimes I feel like mashin' up the town.
Now you think I'm crazy,
But I ain't crazy oh no, no, no, no.
You think I'm crazy,
But I ain't crazy oh no, no, no, no.
A revolution is in the air,
And Bucky Massa him no care.

Yesterday may be dead and gone,
But the memories linger on.
Work, work, work like a honey bee,
While Bucky Massa reap the sweet.
Work, work, work a we plant the seed,
But a way too much greed to feed.
I've got no choice, I must rebel,
So guide I, oh Jah, through the thorns of tomorrow.
Guide my arrow.

Bucky Massa keep robbin' the poor,
Every day him rob some more.
Ain't much more for him to rob,
Enough is enough give I and I a break.
The fire is hot hotter than hot,
And a little bit of faith is all I've got.
I don't wanna lose my soul,
So guide I, oh Jah, through the thorns of tomorrow.
Guide my arrow, my sorrow, oh Jah.

Guide and protect us, oh Jah Jah.
As we walk trough the valley.
Of the shadow of the evening.
Guide and protect us, oh Jah Jah.
As we walk trough the valley.
Of the shadow of the evening.

Guide and protect us, oh Jah Jah..