Bob Marley (February 6, 1945 – May 11, 1981), born Nesta Robert Marley which was later to be changed by passport officials to Robert Nesta Marley, was a Jamaican singer-songwriter, guitarist, and activist. He was the most widely known writer and performer of Reggae, and more specifically Roots Reggae. He is famous for popularising the genre outside of Jamaica and the Caribbean. Much of his music dealt with the struggles of the spiritually wealthy rasta and/or spiritually powerful Jah Rastafari.
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...SURVIVAL... by Bob Marley --------------..............
*from 'Survival' (1979)*
Intro:
Am (Ow-ow-ow-ow, ow, ow-ow-ow-ow), yeah, yeah, yeah!
Verse 1:
AmFAm How can you be sitting there, telling me that you care? AmF When everytime I look around, the people suffer in suffering, Am In every way, in everywhere.
FAmG (n.c) Na-na-na-na-na, (na-na-na-na).
Chorus 1:
(n.C) Am We're the sur-vivors, yes, the black survival. I tell you what;
Verse 2:
Am Some people got everything, some people got nothing. Some people got hopes and dreams, some people got ways and means.
FAmG (n.c) Na-na-na-na-na, (na-na-na-na).
Chorus 2:
(n.C) Am We're the sur-vivors, yes, the black survival, Yes we're the survivors, like Daniel out of the lions' den, Survivors, survivors.
Bridge 1:
CFEm So my brethren, my sisthren, which way will we choose? AmFG We better hurry, oh hurry, woah now, 'cos we got no time to lose.
Verse 3:
Am Some people got facts and claims, some peole got pride and shame. Some people got the plots and schemes, some people got no aim it seems.
FAmG (n.c) Na-na-na-na-na, (na-na-na-na).
Chorus 3:
(n.C) Am We're the sur-vivors, yes, the black survival, We're the survivors, yeah, the black survival. We're the survivors, (like Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego). Thrown in the fire, but never get burn.
Bridge 2:
CFEm So my brethren, my sisthren, the preaching and talking is done, AmFC We gotta live up, woah now, woah now, 'cos the father's time has come.
Verse 4:
Am Some people put the best outside, some people keep the best inside. Some people can't stand up strong, some people won't wait for long.
FAmG (n.c) Na-na-na-na-na, (na-na-na-na).
Chorus 4:
(n.C) Am We're the sur-vivors in this age of technological inhumanity, (Survivors), scientific atrocity, (survivors), atomic mis-philosophy, (Survivors), Nuclear mis-energy, (black survival). It's a world that forces lifelong insecurity, (Black survival), all together now:
FAmG (n.c) Na-na-na-na-na, (na-na-na-na).
Coda:
(n.C) Am We're the sur-vivors, yeah, the black survival. We're the sur-vivors, a good man is never honoured, (survivors), In his own country, (black survival). Nothing change, nothing strange, (survivors). Nothing change, nothing strange, (black survival).