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Now, the angels have all gone from a BabylonThey're crying tears that rain-clouds will deliverHere in London town all these teardrops tumble downAnd no Jamaican sunshine drys the riversBut now, little Billy Boy's got his record toysHe says: Now listen, can you tell me Mother...?Why this music here casts away all doubt and fearAnd who's that man there on the record cover?Bob Marley! Bob Marley! Bob Marley he's the manThe reggae master.Bob Marley! Bob Marley! Bob Marley he's the manThe master blaster.Who's the manWith the flag held highI'm a say, red-gold-and-green?Bob Marley!And who's the manSays: i-n-iNot you or them or weBob Marley!Bob Marley! Bob Marley! Bob Marley he's the man.Now, children of the world,Can you tell me have you heardOf a message from a rastafari...Preaching: so jah say, peace and unity will stay!With every sister breden of Bob Marley.Reggae reggae, rasta rasta!To all of the people in NamibiaTo the soulful people of AmericaTo all of the people in U-ropiaTo the beautiful people in South AfricaTo all of the people on the Cote D'IvoreTo our sisters and our brothers in AsiaTo the sunshine people in AustraliaJah live.