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Dem trying to cut down dem Young Tree Don't want to see a future for me, But dem see I know Jah prophesy fulfilling before we One day a higher society Will ease the sufferation of the poor I see But all dem looking at the poor man crying Saying thank god it's not me Rip it out at the roots Cuttin'it down limb from limb (Repeat) No Matter the color, no matter the race Dem Young Tree, oh dem Young Tree Well man is born free yeah, Man is born free Underneath the holy young tree Well man is born free, born free That's the way it's got to be And a woman born free, so shall it be But I have no fear, no fear at all As them come upon I yard, dem yard, We yard Saying goodbye to you warmonger country No more will you see I in And with a clean and a pure in heart I will nurse back to health This failing Young Tree Aus Songtexte Mania