Des'ree - Proud To Be A Dread Lyrics
Tafari tries to get a jobTen letters behind his name.Born up in the cornfieldsTafari doesn't the gameThe game has not respect for lifeEven less for rules. winners only need apply,Sorry no rooms for fools.Tafari, looks up to the stars andWonders if there's life on marsSome say, he should shave his head,But he's proud to be a dread.Chorus:'cos i'll be stronger.For the truth, i know takes longerI've the cunning of the tiger and theWisdom of the trees.I won't be sad, refuse the sorrowI look forward to tomorrowI'll release my anger,'cos i'm proud to be a dread.Selassie, tries to find a home,To rest his weary head.A place where he can take his girlTo share his spiritual bed.When he's greeted at the door,The sign has changed his tune.Though his queen is full of child, sorry.There's no room.Selassie looks up to the clouds,He curses hard and shouts of out loud.Remembering his father's words,A whisper from the dead.Chorus'cos in this life, you have toTake a chance, or why else live at all.'cos in this life, to climb a mountain,Sometimes expect to fall.'cos in this life nothing comes easy,If it does, it has a price.'cos in this life a martyr suffers,Look at jesus christ
