When we was pickney Knee high tall Runnin wild Behind di zinc Fence wall Him ride a stick horse I play di queen Down inna di gully Unseen Him wear di dark I wear di white We play survival Inna di night Him point him finger Make a sound And draw mi shadow Pon di ground Dust dust Him shoot mi down Dust dust I hit di ground Dust dust Dat wicked sound Dust dust Mi lover cut mi down Mmm Seasons turn Di youth dem grow Heartical fire Start to show Him tell mi Empress you is mine We pledge we trod Di test of time But Babylon breeze It blow so cold Turn a dreadlock heart To stone so bold Him leave out early Without a word Just di echo Of a duppy bird Dust dust Him shoot mi down Dust dust I hit di ground Dust dust Dat wicked sound Dust dust Mi lover cut mi down Mmm Mmmmm Now time a drift Di tide roll low I sit alone Where di river flow I dont know why Him ride away A different path A straying way But sometimes When di night turn still I hear dat echo Cross di hill Him aim him finger Cold and dread And leave a memory Inna mi head Dust dust Him shoot mi down Dust dust I hit di ground Dust dust Dat wicked sound Dust dust Mi lover cut mi down Dust dust Cold cold Gone gone Mmm
