Valley of Peace

Verse 1)Inna di misty hills of Blue Mountain peak,Where di soil is rich and di valleys speak,Old Mass George sit pan a cedar log,Watching di sun sink down inna di fog.Him look pan him field of di finest green,Di sweetest Lamb’s Bread dat you ever seen.(Verse 2)But a vision touch Mass George heart dat night,Underneath di silver of di moonlight bright.Him see di wild cocoa standing tall and brave,And di opium poppy flowers di captain gave.Him say, "Jah know, if mi bring dem as one,A healing miracle will rise with di sun."(Verse 3)Before di morning rooster even start fi crow,Mass George inna di garden ready fi go.Him look pan di land with a vision so clear,Fi bring sweet peace to di atmosphere.Him tend to di soil with a loving hand,Working in harmony with di beautiful land.(Chorus)Oh, rise up, rise up, valley of peace,Let all di sorrow and di hardships cease.With di joy inna di heart and di morning light,Everything look beautiful and bright.Glistening gold under di Jamaican sky,Feel di sweet breeze as di clouds float by.(Verse 4)Di sun start fi shine pan di hillside green,Di most beautiful sight dat you ever seen.Nature a grow inna its own special way,Bringing new hope for a brighter day.Every plant and every flower inna di row,Standing up tall watching di blessings flow.(Verse 5)Caring for di garden neva easy at all,George guard it close from di spring to di fall.Neva give it regular water from di ditch,But fresh coconut water and molasses rich.Spring-stone water from di river bed floor,Fi make di roots strong and di branches soar.(Verse 6)When di midday sun burning hot and fierce,And di dry heat wave start fi penetrate and pierce,George spread banana leaves over di young head,Fi give it a cool and a gentle shade bed.Him watch every leaf, him protect every shoot,Pouring pure love from di stem to di root.(Chorus)Oh, rise up, rise up, valley of peace,Let all di sorrow and di hardships cease.With di joy inna di heart and di morning light,Everything look beautiful and bright.Glistening gold under di Jamaican sky,Feel di sweet breeze as di clouds float by.(Verse 7)When night drop cold and di hill breeze blow,George sit with him guitar and strum sweet and slow.Roots reggae riddims fi soothe di land mind,Singing of love and salvation design.And di leaves dem start dance inna di dark night air,Drinking di music and di gardener's care.(Verse 8)Weeks turn to months and di magic unfold,Di garden green like a crown of gold.Di trees grow strong, dark like cedar bark,A beautiful beacon shining through di dark.Di hills dem alive with a beautiful hue,Glistening bright with di morning dew.(Verse 9)And di harvest come in so dense and so sweet,A blessing from nature, a wonder complete!Di fragrance of peace fill di whole countryside,Bringing a joy dat no heart can hide.The aroma of life and di sweet mountain breeze,Healed every mind and put hearts at ease.(Chorus)Oh, rise up, rise up, valley of peace,Let all di sorrow and di hardships cease.With di joy inna di heart and di morning light,Everything look beautiful and bright.Glistening gold under di Jamaican sky,Feel di sweet breeze as di clouds float by.(Outro)Yeah man... di beautiful valley standing tall,Mass George just a smile, watching blessings fall.No more war inna di valley, no more pain,Just sweet peace and di morning rain.Jah Rastafari guide...Perfect harmony...Sweet, sweet peace...Mmm, feel di breeze a blow.