Collie Weed

Pull up a cup, light up a chalice

Take haffi out, me ah call

This stuff is good

It's the habit of my love, build you up

In the middle of nowhere the weed blows

Gotta care it like a baby every day

Police and soldier in a helicopter flying over

I just hope they go away

Collie weed, makes me feel fine

Blowing up through the chalice to my mind

Collie weed, makes me feel fine

Blowing up through the chalice to my mind

(Yo, what's good? What's good?)

Three o'clock, another road block

I wonder what they're searching for today

Mile down the road another checkpoint

I cooperate, so I guess on my way

Collie weed, makes me feel fine

Blowing up through the chalice to my mind

(Whoo, Jah, Most High)

Collie weed, makes me feel fine

Blowing up through the chalice to my mind

Give thanks to Jah

The trees are in bloom

As it first grew on King Solomon's tomb

Jah Lion in the fields

Doing a hard day's work

But he'll be coming down

From the hills

With a good job heard

You want to know it's the healing of the nation

But still, you insist we still give it a fight

For everything, from nerves to meditation

I got the zone on a plane of high and high

Collie weed, makes me feel fine

Blowing up through the chalice to my mind

Collie weed, makes me feel fine

Blowing up through the chalice to my mind

Give thanks to Jah

The trees are in bloom

As it first grew on King Solomon's tomb

By the rays of the sun or light of the moon

Time is upon us to harvest them soon#CHORUS

I'm saying

Collie weed, makes me feel fine

Blowing up through the chalice to my mind

I'm saying

Collie weed, makes me feel fine

Blowing up through the chalice to my mind

(Jah, Most High)

Collie weed, makes me feel fine

Blowing up through the chalice to my mind

(Ha-ha-ha, it's true, oh-yeah)

Collie weed, makes me feel fine

Blowing up through the chalice to my mind