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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bob Marley
Lead Vocals
Al Anderson
Lead Guitar
Aston "Family Man" Barrett
Percussion
Carlton Barrett
Drums
Earl Lindo
Keyboards
I-Threes
Background Vocals
Junior Marvin
Lead Guitar
Tyrone Downie
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bob Marley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alex Sadkin
Producer
Errol Brown
Assistant Engineer
Dennis Thompson
Assistant Engineer
Philip Zadie
Assistant Engineer
Bob Marley & The Wailers
Producer
Chiao Ng
Assistant Engineer
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Rub, rub, rubby-doo-day
Rum-pum-pum a-rum-pum-pum-pum
Ooh yeah
Dready got a job to do
And he's got to fulfill that mission
To see his hurt is their greatest ambition, yeah
But-a we will survive in this world of competition
'Cause no matter what they do
Natty keep on comin' through
And no matter what they say-ay-ay-ay
Natty de deh every day. yeah
Natty Dread rides again
Through the mystics of tomorrow
Natty Dread rides again
Have no fear, have no sorrow, yeah
All and all you see but one
Is to fight against Rastaman
So they build their world in great confusion
To force on us the devil's illusion
But the stone that the builder refuse
Shall be the head cornerstone
And no matter what game they play
Eh, we got something they could never take away
We got something they could never take away
And it's the fire (fire), it's the fire (fire)
That's burning down everything
Feel that fire (fire), the fire (fire)
Only the birds have their wings, yeah
No time to be deceived
Oh, brothers, you should know and not believe
Jah say this judgement - it could never be with water
No water could put out this fire (fire)
This fire (fire), this fire (fire)
This fire (fire), a yaga y'all! Ride, Natty, ride!
Go deh, Dready, go deh
'Cause now the fire is out of control
Panic in the city, wicked weeping for their gold
Everywhere this fiyah is burning
Destroying and melting their gold
Destroying and waisting their souls
Go ride, Natty, ride!
Go deh, Dready! Go deh!
Tell you what: now the people gather on the beach
And the leader try to make a speech
But the Dreadies understandin' that it's too late
Fire is burning
Man, pull your own weight
Fiyah is burning
Man, pull your own weight
Natty Dread rides again (Natty Dread rides again)
And me say, Go deh, Dready! Go deh! (go deh, go deh)
Oh ride, Natty, ride! (Dread rides again)
And go deh, Dready! (Go deh, go deh)
Ridin' through the storm
Riding through the calm (go deh, go deh)
Oh ride, Natty, ride
Go deh, Dready, go deh
Ride, Natty, ride
Go deh, Dready, do deh
Writer(s): Bob Marley
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