Under that great stone

Got to move

Under that great stone

Got to move

From under the great stone

The stone I'm down below

From under that great stone

Got to remove

Sing it again

Real, feel real

That's how real to me

I love them

Because them give out the victory

Oh, many people doubt it

But I can't live without

Just because I love it so

It's so real to me

It soon be done

All of my troubles and triumphs

When I get over

Over on the other side

I wanna shake my hand with the elder

Tell all the people, "Good morning"

Burn my telephone, try less

Yes, I will

Ain't got no style and ain't got no fashion

Elementary

Ain't got no style and ain't got no fashion

Ain't got that style, ain't got no fashion

Ain't got no style ain't got no fashion

One thing down with your dread

The doctor loved you so well

But, now that your dead

I love, I love, I love, I love my entertainin'

I don't want, I don't want, I don't want, I don't want no excitement

I don't want, I don't want, I don't want, I don't want no indictment

I don't need, I don't need, I don't need

I don't need no disappointment

Oh, Lord, God

From under that great stone, got to move

From under that great stone, got to remove

From under the great stone

Stone

Long time, they come, because you don't feel the come

I can see it when you're comin' and gone

Long time that you call you but you don't feel the come

Are you comin' when your comin' and comin'

Whoa, upon the east

Whoa, upon the south

Whoa, upon the north

This is what it's all about

Long time, that you call you but you don't feel the come

I can see it you comin' in, come

So, rasta warn you

Night and day, last call

Mother that, mother that, mother that

Great stone, got to move

Mother that great stone, got to remove

From under the great stone

Stone