Blood Of The Prophets

Rachel mourns for her children

They have killed the prophet

And burned down the altar

Whooah, what a slaughter!

The blood of the prophet

Is on the shore of Babylon

Whoah, what a woeful situation!

But I and I and I and I and I and I and I

Have done no wrong

I said, I and I and I and I and I and I and I

Have done no wrong

Natty, set forth at the four poles of the earth

And cry unto Jah

Whoah, Natty, weep for liberation

To be repatriated from the bondage of Babylon

Whoah, what a woeful situation!

Coz I and I and I and I and I and I and I

Have done no wrong, have done no wrong

I said, I and I and I and I and I and I and I

Have done no wrong

So fret not, Natty, fret not

Because of evil-doers

Coz I and I and I and I and I and I and I

Have done no wrong, have done no wrong

I said, I and I and I and I and I and I and I

Have done no wrong, have done no wrong

I won't be no careless Ethiopian

To go down in the abbey with Babylon

Coz I and I and I and I and I and I and I

Have done no wrong...