Buffalo Soldier taby ukulele według Bob Marley

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Buffalo Soldier, Dreadlock Rasta,
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There was a Buffalo Soldier,
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In the heart of America
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Stolen from Africa, brought to America
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Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival

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I mean it, when I analyse the stench
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To me it makes a lot of sense
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How the Dreadlock Rasta
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Was the Buffalo Soldier

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And he was taken from Africa, brought to America
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Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival
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Said he was a Buffalo Soldier, Dreadlock Rasta
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Buffalo Soldier, in the heart of America

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If you know your history
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Then you would know where your coming from
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Then you wouldn?t have to ask me
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Who the heck do I think I am

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I'm just a Buffalo Soldier
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In the heart of America
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Stolen from Africa, brought to America
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Said he was fighting on arrival
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Fighting for survival
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Said he was a Buffalo Soldier
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Win the war for America

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Said he, woe yoe yoe, woe woe yoe yoe
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Woe yoe yoe yo, yo yo yo yo
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Woe yoe yoe, woe woe yoe yoe
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Woe yoe yoe yo, yo yo yo yo

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Buffalo Soldier
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Trodding through the land
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Said he wanna ran
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Then you wanna hand
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Trodding through the land, yea, yea

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Said he was a Buffalo Soldier
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Win the war for America
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Buffalo Soldier, Dreadlock Rasta
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Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival
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Driven from the mainland
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To the heart of the Caribbean

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Singing, woe yoe yoe, woe woe yoe yoe
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Woe yoe yoe yo,yo yo yo yo
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Woe yoe yoe, woe woe yoe yoe
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Woe yoe yoe yo, yo yo yo yo

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Trodding through San Juan
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In the arms of America
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Trodding through Jamaica, a Buffalo Soldier
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Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival
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Buffalo Soldier, Dreadlock Rasta

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Woe yoe yoe, woe woe yoe yoe
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Woe yoe yoe yo,yo yo yo yo
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Woe yoe yoe, woe woe yoe yoe
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Woe yoe yoe yo, yo yo yo yo