Chords for Damian Marley - Road to zion Sous titré Français

[Ab] And I know you're feeling this one man, that's not how you feeling it
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_ _ _ _ I know you're feeling this one [Eb] man, _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _
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that's not how you feeling it
Don't let [N] them take you like wooden to go
You will be right in there, yes Lord
You will be right in there
In this world of calamity
Dirty looks and guts and jealousy
And police may have used them as a recipe
Media comes when they know about variety
Single parents will need some charity
Youth will need some love and prosperity
Instead of broken dreams and tragedy
By any government they mean some strategy
_ _ [Fm] You got to keep on walking
[Cm] On the road to Zion [Fm] You _ _ know
_ _ _ You got to keep on [Cm] walking
On the road to [Fm] Zion
You got to keep
_ _ [Ab] _ Sometimes [Fm] I can't help but feel helpless
I'm having daydreams at [Cm] daytime
While the weak try [Fm] to relate
This can't be happening
I'm feeling like I'm in a dream while I'm walking
Cause what I'm seeing is haunting
Human beings like ghosts and [Cm] zombies
President Mugabe holding guns to innocent bodies
[Fm] Pissed by the way they make John Pope seem God
Sack religious and blasphemous
My lifetime I look back and half I'm wrong
Where [Cm] savages, forks, pastors, taught
[Fm] Prostitutes starving, I hear boots
Badges screaming, young black children stop I [Ab] will shoot
[Fm] I look back and cook crack, bus cars and pass by
[Eb] Jaguars, mad fly, [Fm] and I'm guilty for materialism
_ Blacks are still up in the prison, trust that
So save me your sorry for raising an army
[Cm] Revolutionary warfare with [Ab] Damian Marley
With sparks and the irons, marching to Zion
You know how lives be in Y6 state of my army
In this world of calamity
[Eb] There's deluxe sandwiches and jealousy
And police [Ab] where you have used the minority
Me the guns where no know about variety
Boop, [Fm] the young is better on the gun
Murder them slow, grab a muffin
[Cm] Send to call me from the bush, bungalow
[Fm] But I watch it make a clear your promise
Now I'm thinking bro, emerge from the darkness
In the big blood tunnel
Me and my dem are so much better than them though
Some [Cm] boy could have been like Mama Piccolo
[Ab] But I have trigger, finger, trigger, head and trigger toe
I do got me and me boss, I mean a stereo [Fm] voice
I know I can keep on [Cm] walking
On the road to [Fm] Zion _ _
_ _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Fm] But God keeps it [Cm] burning
On the road to [Fm] Zion _ _
_ _ _ Me and my dem are so much better than them [N] though
Some boy could have been like Mama Piccolo
But I have trigger, finger, trigger, head and trigger toe
I do got me and me boss, I mean a stereo voice
I know I can keep on walking
Me and my dem are so much better than them though
Some boy could have been like Mama Piccolo
But I have trigger, finger, trigger, head and trigger toe _ _ _
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I do got me and me _ boss, I mean