Bob Marley

Buffalo Soldier, Dreadlock Rasta:
There was a Buffalo Soldier in the heart of America,
Stolen from Africa, brought to America,
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival.
Now mean it when I underline to stand,
to me makes a lot of sense,how that
Dreadlock Rasta ooh Buffalo Soldier,
and he was taken from africa,
brought to america.
Fighting on arrival,fighting for survival.
Said he was a Buffalo Soldier,
dreadlock Rasta,buffalo soldier.
In The heart of america.

If you know your history,
Then you would know where you coming from,
Then you wouldn't have to ask me,
Who the 'eck do I think I am.

I'm just a Buffalo...

Life is one big road with lots of signs. So when you riding through the ruts, don't complicate your mind. Flee from hate, mischief and jealousy. Don't bury your thoughts, put your vision to reality . Wake Up and Live!

The good times of today, are the sad thoughts of tomorrow.

Bob Marley isn't my name. I don't even know my name yet.


I don't stand for the black man's side, I don' t stand for the white man's side.I stand for God's side.

Me only have one ambition, y'know. I only have one thing I really like to see happen. I like to see mankind live together - black, white, Chinese, everyone - that's...