Natty Dread Lyrics & Tabs by Lt. Stitchie
Natty Dread
guitar chords lyrics
[Intro:]
Ha ha ha ha now this one is coming from Lt stichie
And only meant to be humorous I don't mean to cause no fuss
Dedicated to all natty dreadlocks
Cah natty dreadlocks different from rasta man zeen
Follow now come now!
[Chorus:]
Di natty dreadlocks have to face the type a living
When babylon see him pon di street him naaah... left him
Dreadlocks have to face the type a living
When babylon see him pon di street him nah left him st-d-d-ding dang
Dreadlocks have to face the type a living
When babylon see him pon di street him nah left him
[Verse 1:]
In a country natty dread doing some farming
When babylon see him pon di street him nah left him
[Verse 1:]
In a country natty dread doing some farming
All kind a things di natty dread a locks planting
Like banana, calaloo and pumpkin, dasheen and cocoa
Pop chow and plantain, okra and peppa and all kind a seasoning
When di dread waan money di dread do some selling
Early and bright one saturday morning inna bag fi dread put
Calaloo, peppa and pumpkin
Put it pon him bicycle and start di riding
Him reach di main road di dread start di shouting
People people selassie son coming
And I man have all type a things selling
Like ilaloo ipa and yumpkin
Buy it out now becah you soon can't get nothing now
[Chorus:]
Di natty dreadlocks have to face the type a living
When babylon see him pon di street him naaah... left him
Dreadlocks have to face the type a living
When babylon see him pon di street him nah left him st-d-d-ding dang
Dreadlocks have to face the type a living
When babylon see him pon di street him nah left him
[Verse 2:]
Dread get up with a cycle and him start di pumping
Him tek di corner pon him haste like lightning
Shout out jah! him dreadlocks him flashing
Buck up pon a police man di police man stop him
Di police man seh dreadlocks where you going hear di dread
I and I man a go pon some hustling
If you don't like it babylon gwaan try something
Every when you si rasta pickney you nuh trouble him jah!
Lick him with thunder and lightning
Di police man stand up with a dead with laughing
Di police man seh dreadlocks then what you selling
Hear di dread! ilaloo ipa and yumpkin
Di police man serious and stop di smiling
But di dread think di police man joking
Di police man seh dreadlocks you hear me what you selling
Hear di dread cho! I and I man stop di talking
Yaa man because di eye must be deaf or something
[Chorus:]
Di natty dreadlocks have to face the type a living
When babylon see him pon di street him naaah... left him
Dreadlocks have to face the type a living
When babylon see him pon di street him nah left him st-d-d-ding ding
Dreadlocks have to face the type a living
When babylon see him pon di street him nah left him
[Verse 3:]
But babylon use di baton and lick him hear di dreadlocks
I and I man nuh do nothing
A just a sell calaloo, peppa and pumpkin
But at that time babylon ready fi lick him
Drape up di dreadlocks and then him handcuff him
And carry him down a station and babylon trim him
Fling him inna cell them would a kill him with beating
Di dread inna di cell with a wholeheap a shouting
A bad bwoy seh dreadlocks stop di shouting
And would a kill di natty dreadlocks with beating hear di dread
Selassie is not sleeping til I and I must left out ya so a morning
A bad bwoy seh dreadlocks nuh badda seh nothing
Or else we gwaan give you another piece a beating
A bad bwoy use a jail bucket and duck him
Hold di bucket by di handle and then him dust him
Di dread look away and them start to rush him
Them tek him out di cell and carry him go bathe him
And put him back and give dinner inna di evening
Then give di dread pork, banana and dumpling hear di dread
A strict lighter stew I man eating
Di first day pass and hungry start to kill him hear di dread
Selassie you son calling, jah you merciful and forgiving
I gwaan eat di banana and di dumpling
But don't badda see if I man eat di salt thing
[Outro:]
Natty dreadlocks have to face the type a living
When babylon see him pon di street him naaah... left him
Dreadlocks have to face the type a living
When babylon see him pon di street him nah left him
