Veteran singer, songwriter, musician and producer Sugar Minott - born Lincoln Barrington Minott - from Kingston, Jamaica has been a driving force in pioneering the creation of reggae music. Contributing his indoctrination to the reggae music from growing up near a dancehall where some of the best sounds of the day used to play.
From this exposure he began to build a repertoire and entered talent contests like the Little Theatre Company. When finished
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------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mr. DC - Sugar Minott ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tabbed by: Gil Velez E-mail:[email protected]
Tuning: Standard A# Time so rough, D# And time so tough. A# Time so rough.
D#
A#D# Coming from the country with my bag of collie, A#D# I walk up on a DC, him want fe hold me. A#D# Don't you run now youthman, you won't get away. A# If you slip you will die, D# And if you run you can't hide. A#D# For I've got my clip, stuck right in my hip, now.
A#D# Whoa-oa-oa DC. Don't you take my ishen! A#D# Whoa-oa-oa DC. Don't you touch my collie! A#D# Whoa-oa-oa DC.
***Rest of song repeats same chord structure. One tiny change in chords below after 'Jah will bless you'***
The children crying for hunger and I-man a suffer, So you've got to see, it's just collie that feeds me. Fifty cents a stick, and a dollar a quarter, That's what keeps me alive, me and my two kids and wife. So give me a chance sir, a make me gwaan little faster, Just let me pass through, and Jah will bless you.
A#C Whoa-oa-oa DC. Don't you take my ishen! A#C Whoa-oa-oa DC. Don't you touch my collie! A#CA#C Now, for the time is so rough, I gotta hustle, yea..
***And back to A# > D# here*****
A#D# (You get the point.....) I got the great sensimilla, and the good lambsbread, ya. A little Dry Pon Stump and a little Goat head, ya. You dread them waiting in the city, We go lick it to the gritty. So please Mister DC, won't you have some pity?
Whoa-oa-oa DC. Don't you take my ishen! Whoa-oa-oa DC. Don't you touch my collie! Whoa-oa-oa DC. Don't you touch my ishen! Whoa-oa-oa DC. Don't you touch my collie!