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Said I remember when we used to sit
In the government yard in Trenchtown
Observing the hypocrites
As they would
mingle with the good people we meet
Good friends we have
Good friends we've lost
Along the way
In this great future
you can't forget your past
So dry your tears, I say

Said I remember when we used to sit
In the government yard in Trenchtown
And then Georgie would make the fire light
And it was
logwood burning through the night
Then we would cook cornmeal porridge
Of which I'll share with you
My feet is my only carriage
And so I've got to push on through

But while I'm gone
Everything's going to be all right
Everything's going to be all right

Everything's going to be all right .