Chords for Bunji Garlin ft. Damian 'Jr. Gong' Marley - The Message | Official Music Video
Tempo:
135.8 bpm
Chords used:
F#m
Bm
A
E
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A]
[E] [F#m]
[A]
[E] [F#m]
[A] There's music in your soul, minerals [E] in your soil, [F#m] children full of beauty, word way much more than oil.
[A] While history unfolds, don't let a [E] good thing [C#] spoil, oh no, no.
[F#] I don't apologize, seeing the crime rate rise in [B] infinity.
Everywhere people around me are dropped like flies, yet I live in it.
And look to the sky and ask almighty when will it finish.
Is this a sign of the last [F#m] days, the last few minutes?
Cause the land overrun with knives and guns and murderous [Bm] gimmicks.
Good people are run wild, bad people push murderous limits.
[F#m]
I keep my faith and wait cause I know evil can't [Bm] win it.
But this is not the time and the place for the bums and [B] timid.
Cause in a [F#] world that's supposed to be peaceful, every little youth and [B] killer.
None of [F#] them have respect for the laws of land, the marine blood spiller.
Them forgot when their parents laid them down on the beds and [B] pillar.
Saints and grew up to be a [A] good boy, but them get [F#m] bigger and full trigger.
Every question can suggest the answer, well go [Bm] figure.
Them the ones to dig deep in their hearts, searching for the goodness like an elf digger.
[F#m] Pure grief digger, well this message from Boundary Girl and the land one gone [Bm] killer.
Almighty father is telling you.
[A] There's music in your soul, [E] minerals in your soil.
[F#m] Children full of beauty, word way much more than oil.
[A] While history unfolds, [E] don't let a good thing [C#m] spoil, [C#] oh no, no.
Can [F#m] I walk the savannah at least, buy my pelora in peace, [Bm] without being trailed by a full detail of ten bodyguards and police?
Must [F#m] something in the island breeze, make violence spread like the seas.
[Bm] Cause most juvenile guns out and wild with no respect for OG's.
Can I [F#m] walk down a halfway tree, with nobody else but me?
[Bm] With cash in a bucket and nobody a watch it and nobody a target me.
[F#m] Well it must be the deep blue seas, that spread to the bun and the cheese.
[Bm] That make everybody up in the islands want rub up [G#] something a [F#m] squeeze.
Can imagine how the sword dem shop, when a hunt for the bacon shop.
[Bm] Should I heed advice when the place did nice that a before the whole thing stock.
[F#m] Now every man stop think dark, and every man start think dark.
[Bm] Out in the street blood spray like paint when droovy a man in [F#m] cock.
Long time Kingston tell we to put down the gun from Port of Spain to Hellshire.
[Bm] Don't get caught up making people head roll round like Michelin fire.
[F#m] Front hand mother ball and grandson of all your soul going to burn in fire.
[Bm] Don't let them get your life and draw [Gm] your soul [G#] like it's a vampire.
[A] There's music in your soul, [E] minerals in your soil.
[F#m] Children full of beauty worth way much more than oil.
[A] While history unfolds, don't let [E] the good things spoil.
[C#m]
[C#] You [F#m] tripping this thing you can punish and whip him.
Some little boy gone tell lies cause he [Bm] pipping.
He crippled a clip and the thing where them shipping.
The way you're frightened your heart beat start [F#m] skipping.
Father forgive him, so young he doesn't know a life worth living.
So strong he doesn't [Bm] know the strength you give him.
So long a loser that he don't know winning.
Drowning in the deep and he don't [D] know swimming.
Surrounded [F#m] in the streets by a life of sinning.
With no one that believes [Bm] that the light shines in him.
And when the thing of evil and life start dimming.
Ready to go eat and if lunch [F#m] time skipping.
Nobody can speak now try talk with him.
Ain't get a verse [Bm] to make you please walk with him.
Stay bed and body dark cross paths with him.
[D] [F#m] There's music in your soul, minerals in your soil.
[Bm] Children full of beauty worth way much more than [F#m] oil.
Good things spoil [Bm] oh no.
[F#m]
[Bm] Children full of beauty worth way much more [F#m] than oil.
Little good things spoil [Bm] oh no.
[E] [F#m]
[A]
[E] [F#m]
[A] There's music in your soul, minerals [E] in your soil, [F#m] children full of beauty, word way much more than oil.
[A] While history unfolds, don't let a [E] good thing [C#] spoil, oh no, no.
[F#] I don't apologize, seeing the crime rate rise in [B] infinity.
Everywhere people around me are dropped like flies, yet I live in it.
And look to the sky and ask almighty when will it finish.
Is this a sign of the last [F#m] days, the last few minutes?
Cause the land overrun with knives and guns and murderous [Bm] gimmicks.
Good people are run wild, bad people push murderous limits.
[F#m]
I keep my faith and wait cause I know evil can't [Bm] win it.
But this is not the time and the place for the bums and [B] timid.
Cause in a [F#] world that's supposed to be peaceful, every little youth and [B] killer.
None of [F#] them have respect for the laws of land, the marine blood spiller.
Them forgot when their parents laid them down on the beds and [B] pillar.
Saints and grew up to be a [A] good boy, but them get [F#m] bigger and full trigger.
Every question can suggest the answer, well go [Bm] figure.
Them the ones to dig deep in their hearts, searching for the goodness like an elf digger.
[F#m] Pure grief digger, well this message from Boundary Girl and the land one gone [Bm] killer.
Almighty father is telling you.
[A] There's music in your soul, [E] minerals in your soil.
[F#m] Children full of beauty, word way much more than oil.
[A] While history unfolds, [E] don't let a good thing [C#m] spoil, [C#] oh no, no.
Can [F#m] I walk the savannah at least, buy my pelora in peace, [Bm] without being trailed by a full detail of ten bodyguards and police?
Must [F#m] something in the island breeze, make violence spread like the seas.
[Bm] Cause most juvenile guns out and wild with no respect for OG's.
Can I [F#m] walk down a halfway tree, with nobody else but me?
[Bm] With cash in a bucket and nobody a watch it and nobody a target me.
[F#m] Well it must be the deep blue seas, that spread to the bun and the cheese.
[Bm] That make everybody up in the islands want rub up [G#] something a [F#m] squeeze.
Can imagine how the sword dem shop, when a hunt for the bacon shop.
[Bm] Should I heed advice when the place did nice that a before the whole thing stock.
[F#m] Now every man stop think dark, and every man start think dark.
[Bm] Out in the street blood spray like paint when droovy a man in [F#m] cock.
Long time Kingston tell we to put down the gun from Port of Spain to Hellshire.
[Bm] Don't get caught up making people head roll round like Michelin fire.
[F#m] Front hand mother ball and grandson of all your soul going to burn in fire.
[Bm] Don't let them get your life and draw [Gm] your soul [G#] like it's a vampire.
[A] There's music in your soul, [E] minerals in your soil.
[F#m] Children full of beauty worth way much more than oil.
[A] While history unfolds, don't let [E] the good things spoil.
[C#m]
[C#] You [F#m] tripping this thing you can punish and whip him.
Some little boy gone tell lies cause he [Bm] pipping.
He crippled a clip and the thing where them shipping.
The way you're frightened your heart beat start [F#m] skipping.
Father forgive him, so young he doesn't know a life worth living.
So strong he doesn't [Bm] know the strength you give him.
So long a loser that he don't know winning.
Drowning in the deep and he don't [D] know swimming.
Surrounded [F#m] in the streets by a life of sinning.
With no one that believes [Bm] that the light shines in him.
And when the thing of evil and life start dimming.
Ready to go eat and if lunch [F#m] time skipping.
Nobody can speak now try talk with him.
Ain't get a verse [Bm] to make you please walk with him.
Stay bed and body dark cross paths with him.
[D] [F#m] There's music in your soul, minerals in your soil.
[Bm] Children full of beauty worth way much more than [F#m] oil.
Good things spoil [Bm] oh no.
[F#m]
[Bm] Children full of beauty worth way much more [F#m] than oil.
Little good things spoil [Bm] oh no.
Key:
F#m
Bm
A
E
B
F#m
Bm
A
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] There's music in your soul, minerals [E] in your soil, [F#m] children full of beauty, word way much more than oil.
[A] While history unfolds, don't let a [E] good thing [C#] spoil, oh no, no.
_ _ _ [F#] I don't apologize, _ seeing the crime rate rise in [B] infinity.
Everywhere people around me are dropped like flies, yet I live in it.
And look to the sky and ask almighty when will it finish. _
Is this a sign of the last [F#m] days, the last few minutes?
Cause the land overrun with knives and guns and murderous [Bm] gimmicks.
Good people are run wild, bad people push murderous limits.
[F#m]
I keep my faith and wait cause I know evil can't [Bm] win it.
But this is not the time and the place for the bums and [B] timid.
Cause in a [F#] world that's supposed to be peaceful, every little youth and [B] killer.
None of [F#] them have respect for the laws of land, the marine blood spiller.
Them forgot when their parents laid them down on the beds and [B] pillar.
Saints and grew up to be a [A] good boy, but them get [F#m] bigger and full trigger.
Every question can suggest the answer, well go [Bm] figure.
Them the ones to dig deep in their hearts, searching for the goodness like an elf digger.
[F#m] Pure grief digger, well this message from Boundary Girl and the land one gone [Bm] killer. _
Almighty father is telling you.
[A] There's music in your soul, [E] minerals in your soil.
[F#m] Children full of beauty, word way much more than oil.
[A] While history unfolds, [E] don't let a good thing [C#m] spoil, [C#] oh no, _ no.
_ Can [F#m] I walk the savannah at least, buy my pelora in peace, [Bm] without being trailed by a full detail of ten bodyguards and police?
Must [F#m] something in the island breeze, make violence spread like the seas.
[Bm] Cause most juvenile guns out and wild with no respect for OG's.
Can I [F#m] walk down a halfway tree, with nobody else but me?
[Bm] With cash in a bucket and nobody a watch it and nobody a target me.
[F#m] Well it must be the deep blue seas, that spread to the bun and the cheese.
[Bm] That make everybody up in the islands want rub up [G#] something a [F#m] squeeze.
Can imagine how the sword dem shop, when a hunt for the bacon shop.
[Bm] Should I heed advice when the place did nice that a before the whole thing stock.
[F#m] Now every man stop think dark, and every man start think dark.
[Bm] Out in the street blood spray like paint when droovy a man in [F#m] cock.
Long time Kingston tell we to put down the gun from Port of Spain to Hellshire.
[Bm] Don't get caught up making people head roll round like Michelin fire.
[F#m] Front hand mother ball and grandson of all your soul going to burn in fire.
[Bm] Don't let them get your life and draw [Gm] your soul [G#] like it's a vampire.
_ [A] There's music in your soul, [E] minerals in your soil.
[F#m] Children full of beauty worth way much more than oil.
[A] While history unfolds, don't let [E] the good things spoil.
[C#m] _ _
_ [C#] _ You _ _ [F#m] tripping this thing you can punish and whip him.
Some little boy gone tell lies cause he [Bm] pipping.
He crippled a clip and the thing where them shipping.
The way you're frightened your heart beat start [F#m] skipping.
Father forgive him, so young he doesn't know a life worth living.
So strong he doesn't [Bm] know the strength you give him.
So long a loser that he don't know winning.
Drowning in the deep and he don't [D] know swimming.
Surrounded [F#m] in the streets by a life of sinning.
With no one that believes [Bm] that the light shines in him.
And when the thing of evil and life start dimming.
Ready to go eat and if lunch [F#m] time skipping.
Nobody can speak now try talk with him.
Ain't get a verse [Bm] to make you please walk with him.
Stay bed and body dark cross paths with him. _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] There's music in your soul, minerals in your soil.
[Bm] Children full of beauty worth way much more than [F#m] oil. _
_ _ Good things spoil [Bm] oh _ _ _ _ _ no.
[F#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] Children full of beauty worth way _ much more [F#m] than oil.
_ Little good things spoil [Bm] oh no.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] There's music in your soul, minerals [E] in your soil, [F#m] children full of beauty, word way much more than oil.
[A] While history unfolds, don't let a [E] good thing [C#] spoil, oh no, no.
_ _ _ [F#] I don't apologize, _ seeing the crime rate rise in [B] infinity.
Everywhere people around me are dropped like flies, yet I live in it.
And look to the sky and ask almighty when will it finish. _
Is this a sign of the last [F#m] days, the last few minutes?
Cause the land overrun with knives and guns and murderous [Bm] gimmicks.
Good people are run wild, bad people push murderous limits.
[F#m]
I keep my faith and wait cause I know evil can't [Bm] win it.
But this is not the time and the place for the bums and [B] timid.
Cause in a [F#] world that's supposed to be peaceful, every little youth and [B] killer.
None of [F#] them have respect for the laws of land, the marine blood spiller.
Them forgot when their parents laid them down on the beds and [B] pillar.
Saints and grew up to be a [A] good boy, but them get [F#m] bigger and full trigger.
Every question can suggest the answer, well go [Bm] figure.
Them the ones to dig deep in their hearts, searching for the goodness like an elf digger.
[F#m] Pure grief digger, well this message from Boundary Girl and the land one gone [Bm] killer. _
Almighty father is telling you.
[A] There's music in your soul, [E] minerals in your soil.
[F#m] Children full of beauty, word way much more than oil.
[A] While history unfolds, [E] don't let a good thing [C#m] spoil, [C#] oh no, _ no.
_ Can [F#m] I walk the savannah at least, buy my pelora in peace, [Bm] without being trailed by a full detail of ten bodyguards and police?
Must [F#m] something in the island breeze, make violence spread like the seas.
[Bm] Cause most juvenile guns out and wild with no respect for OG's.
Can I [F#m] walk down a halfway tree, with nobody else but me?
[Bm] With cash in a bucket and nobody a watch it and nobody a target me.
[F#m] Well it must be the deep blue seas, that spread to the bun and the cheese.
[Bm] That make everybody up in the islands want rub up [G#] something a [F#m] squeeze.
Can imagine how the sword dem shop, when a hunt for the bacon shop.
[Bm] Should I heed advice when the place did nice that a before the whole thing stock.
[F#m] Now every man stop think dark, and every man start think dark.
[Bm] Out in the street blood spray like paint when droovy a man in [F#m] cock.
Long time Kingston tell we to put down the gun from Port of Spain to Hellshire.
[Bm] Don't get caught up making people head roll round like Michelin fire.
[F#m] Front hand mother ball and grandson of all your soul going to burn in fire.
[Bm] Don't let them get your life and draw [Gm] your soul [G#] like it's a vampire.
_ [A] There's music in your soul, [E] minerals in your soil.
[F#m] Children full of beauty worth way much more than oil.
[A] While history unfolds, don't let [E] the good things spoil.
[C#m] _ _
_ [C#] _ You _ _ [F#m] tripping this thing you can punish and whip him.
Some little boy gone tell lies cause he [Bm] pipping.
He crippled a clip and the thing where them shipping.
The way you're frightened your heart beat start [F#m] skipping.
Father forgive him, so young he doesn't know a life worth living.
So strong he doesn't [Bm] know the strength you give him.
So long a loser that he don't know winning.
Drowning in the deep and he don't [D] know swimming.
Surrounded [F#m] in the streets by a life of sinning.
With no one that believes [Bm] that the light shines in him.
And when the thing of evil and life start dimming.
Ready to go eat and if lunch [F#m] time skipping.
Nobody can speak now try talk with him.
Ain't get a verse [Bm] to make you please walk with him.
Stay bed and body dark cross paths with him. _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] There's music in your soul, minerals in your soil.
[Bm] Children full of beauty worth way much more than [F#m] oil. _
_ _ Good things spoil [Bm] oh _ _ _ _ _ no.
[F#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] Children full of beauty worth way _ much more [F#m] than oil.
_ Little good things spoil [Bm] oh no.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _