Lyrics: Trench Town

Up a cane river to wash my dread
Upon a rock I rest my head
There I vision through the seas of oppression
Don't make my life a prison

We come from Trench Town, Trench Town
Most of them come from Trench Town
We free the pepole with music, sweet music
Can we free the people with music
Can we free our people with music, with music
With music, oh music

Whoa-My head, in desolate places we'll find our bread
And everyone see what's taking place
Whoa-yo another page in history

We come from Trench Town, come from Trench Town
We come from Trench Town
Lord we free the people with music,
We free the people with music, sweet music
We free our people with music
With music, Oh music, Oh music

They say it's hard to speak
They feel so strong to say we're weak
But through the eyes the love of our people
Whoa-A they go to repay

We come from Trench Town
We come from Trench Town, Trench, Trench Town
They say can anything good come out of Trench Town?
That's what they say, Trench Town
Say we're the underprivileged people
So they keep us in chains
Pay pay pay tribute to Trench Town, Trench Town
We come from Trench Town, not because we come
from Trench Town
Just because we come from Trench Town