ฟังเพลงDreadlock Holiday

Dreadlock Holiday - The Rasta Boys

I was walking down the street

Concentrating on trucking right

I heard a dark voice beside of me

And I looked round in a state of fright

I saw four faces one mad

A brother from the gutter

They looked me up and down a bit

And turned to each other

I say

I don't like cricket oh no

I love it

I don't like cricket no no

I love it

Don't you walk thru my words

You got to show some respect

Don't you walk thru my words

Cause you ain't heard me out yet

Cause he looked down at my silver chain

He said I'll give you one dollar

I said you've got to be joking man

It was a present from me mother

He said I like it I want it

I'll take it off your hands

And you'll be sorry you crossed me

You'd better understand that you're alone

A long way from home

I say

I don't like reggae no no

I love it

I don't like reggae oh

I love it

Don't you cramp my style

Don't you way on the pitch

Don't you walk thru my words

Cause you ain't heard me out

I hurried back to the swimming pool

Sinking pina the coladas

I heard a dark voice beside me say

Would you like something harder

She said I've got it you want it

My harvest is the best

And if you try it you'll like it

I'm wallow in a dreadlock holiday

I say

Don't like Jamaica oh oh no

I love her

Don't like Jamaica oh oh no

I love her

Oh yeah

Don't you walk thru my words

Got to show some respect

Don't you walk thru my words

Cause you ain't heard me out

I don't like cricket oh no

I love it dreadlock holiday

I don't like cricket no no

I love it dreadlock holiday

Don't like Jamaica oh no

I love it