Written by Neville O'Riley Livingston
Why? Why? Why? Why?
Do be, do be, do by day, uh, uh.
Walk the proud land I I-thren [brethren], with I and I.
Now why you come wheel and turn [me]?
Fe go lick me belly 'pon the tambourine.
I've got to keep on moving.
Won't you come and rock with I? Little I-thren.
Won't you come dance with I? Little sis-thren.
Won't you come and rock with I?
Ska quadrille!
Do be, do be, why?
Give I little soul oh Jah!
Give I little, give I little soul oh Jah!