Didn, t know she was crying
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Until now as she turns to look at me
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She said boy o' boy you bring tears to my eyes
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I said what, she said
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Boy o' boy you bring tears to my eyes
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Bob Marley said
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How long shall they kill our prophets
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While we stand aside and look
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But little did he know that
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Eventually the enemy
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Will stand aside and look
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While we slaughter,kill
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Our own brothers
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Knowing that already
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They are the victims of the situation
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Still licking wounds from brutality
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Still licking wounds from humiliation
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She said all these words and the
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Wrinkles on her face became
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Perfect trails for the tears and she said;
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Chorus: (x3)
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We are the victims everytime
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We got double trouble everytime
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She took me outside to the churchyard
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Showed me graves on the ground
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and she said;
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There lies a man who fought for equality
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There lies a boy who died in his struggle
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Can all these heroes die in vain
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While we slaughter and kill our own brothers
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Knowing that already they are the
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Victims of the situation
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Still licking wounds from brutality
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Still licking wounds from humiliation
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Chorus till fade
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Victims
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Lucky Dube |