Redemption Song

Written by Robert Nesta Marley, Neville O'Riley Livingston (alternate lyrics)

Old pirates, yes, they rob I
sold I to the merchant ship.
Then after they took I
throw I in their dungeons and pit.
But my hand was made strong
by the works of the Almighty.
To forward in this generation
triumphantly.

So won't you help to sing
these songs of freedom?
That's all I ever had:
Redemption song.
Redemption song.

Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery
none but ourselves can free our minds.
Don't be afraid of atomic energy
'cause none of them can stop Jah times.
How long shall they kill our prophets
(how long shall they kill black people)
while we sit around and wait?
Some say it's just a part of it
but the wait is a bit too great.