Too long, too long, too long Too long, too long Too long, too long, too long Too long, too long
Hey! I say loneliness for my company Tears for my coffee, sorrows for my bread Tickles and thorns for my bed too, but
I know we gonna walk, hey! The streets of freedom, yes I know we gonna walk, the streets of freedom But when will it be? When will it be? When will it be? When will it be?
Too long, too long, too long Too long, too long Too long, too long, too long Too long, too long
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I know we gonna walk, hey! The streets of freedom, yes I know we gonna walk, the streets of freedom But when will it be? When will it be? When will it be? When will it be?
Way over yonder, the flowers of happiness Blooming so slow, blooming slow but sure, yes
I know we gonna walk, hey! The streets of freedom, yes I know we gonna walk, the streets of freedom But when will it be? When will it be? When will it be? When will it be?
You hypocrites, back sliders, oh!
A wa dem a go do, when the tables turn? A wa dem a go do, when we hold the handle? And then them hold the blade When will it be? when will it be? When will it be? when will it be?