Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bunny Wailer
Percussion
Aston Barrett
Bass
Bobby Ellis
Horn
Carlton Barrett
Drums
Earl "Chinna" Smith
Guitar
Eric Frater
Guitar
Harold Butler
Keyboards
Herman Marquis
Horn
Peter Tosh
Guitar
Richard Hall
Horn
Tyrone Downie
Keyboards
Willie Pep
Bongos
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Neville O'Riley Livingston
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bunny Wailer
Producer
Lyrics
Them kill Lumumba for his own-a-rights
But them can't kill the Rasta Man at all, 'tall, 'tall
Them can't kill the Rasta Man at all
That's the strangest man I've seen
(That's because he's a Rasta Man)
Having the mark of a Nazarene
(That's because he's a Rasta Man)
He carries a prophetical message
(That's because he's a Rasta Man)
Borning out of time and out of age
(That's because he's a Rasta Man)
The Rasta come from Zion
Rasta Man a Lion
(Oh what a Rasta Man)
The Rasta come from Zion
Rasta Man a Lion
(I-rie what a Rasta Man)
Remember Jeremiah children
(He was a Rasta Man)
Or even Isiah
(He was a Rasta Man)
Moses in the pit of mud
(He was a Rasta Man)
Trodding from Buzrak with his garments dipped in blood
(He was a Rasta Man)
Oh what a dread, dread whola one
The Rasta Man come from Zion
What a strange, what a dread, but a righteous man
The Rasta Man, him come from Zion
What a dread, dread up-full one
The Rasta Man come from Zion
What a dread-black, dread-lock one
The Rasta Man come from Zion
Lightening!
Seven years years of famine for seven years of plenty
Is like two grains of wheat for one bale of barley
A hand-full of corn shall be on the hillside
And with that you've got to be satisfied
It was Elijah who prayed that it did not rain
(He was a Rasta Man)
He prayed and the rains came again
(He was a Rasta Man)
It was Joshua who commanded the sun stand still
(He was a Rasta Man)
He did that according to his Master's will
(Who was a Rasta Man)
What a dread, dread whola one
The Rasta Man come from Zion
What a strange, what a dread, but a up-full one
The Rasta Man come from Zion
What a black, dread up-full one
The Rasta Man come from Zion
What a strange, dread-lock one
The Rasta Man come from Zion
What a dread, what a dread, what a whola one
The Rasta Man come from Zion
Writer(s): Neville Livingston
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