Standing so I can see them beneath the morning sky   All those who seek to climb so high   To insure the river Jordan will not run dry   All of the tears run out of the valley high   Oh a den Mesada! I fear the War's out   Tell Father they've come, oh tell Mother they've come   Lord forgive they for they have stamped on the ocean   Oh forgive them who trampled by the way side   Lord forgive them who trot upon the ocean   Lord forgive them for all of dem a they don't know   They sit there robbing de poor   We shall stand upon the lies they told   Rocking the boat that they stole,   Remember Babylon rule them... Dread Iyon Dread      Dem a payaka, want to live and be so free yeah, oh lord   Now if dem want to live, if dem want to live, oh now shelter we   Oh Father they stole, another one, another country poor   Oh another one, another country poor   Well now the youth man say   Well now the Convenant say, oh the youth man say   And the a government now they don't know   Now they don't see Jah people don't want to   Believe them, no more, they are deceive yes, no more   While they sit in their illusion wondering how   Babylon rule dem, rule them      So dem, so dem man, so dem a masses have cried   And left them all out, and left them all out   To suffer inna dis a ghetto while dem trampled out   On my soul, Brought to you dem   Lepo paya, dem Lepo paya, Lepo paya gone a Ethiopia   Lepo paya, dem Lepo paya, Lepo paya gone a Ethiopia      Standing so I can see them beneath the morning sky   Seeking to climb the ladder so high   Oh the mighty Jordan will not run dry   So our tear drop from valley to the sky   Oh they don't know, they sit there punishing the poor   While all my brethren a lock up 'pon the floor   Give us our justice and we will seek no more   Remember Babylon rule dem... Dread Iyon Dread   Dem a payaka, want to live and be so free, oh lord   Man if ya want to live, if ya want to live, oh now shelter we   Oh dear Mother and Father come look at me,   Flying so peacefully   Oh now de, now de Father come run uponthe I-shed   Oh dear Sistren come upon the ocean   Oh my Idren run upon the I-shed   Oh dear Sistren run upon a dey don't know   Now they don't see Jah people don't want to   Believe them, no more, they are deceive yes, no more   While they sit in their illusion wondering how   Oh Babylon rule them, rule them