BLACKHEART MAN
Album : Blackheart Man - 1976
(Written by Bunny Wailer)
Bunny Wailer


Tikya the Blackheart Man, children
I say, don't go near him 
Tikya the Blackheart Man children 
For even lions fear him (repeat)

Growing in a neighbourhood for such along time
That is filled with fear
I can't go here, can't go there
And I ain't supposed to go anywhere
When I ask my Mom if she could let me go out and play
She said be careful of the stranger
Giving candies to children
And then take them away

He lives in the gullies of the city
He's the Blackheart Man (The blackheart Man)

Even in the lonely parts of the country
He's the Blackheart Man, Blackheart Man
Got no friend, no home, no family
He's the Blackheart 'Man, The Blackheart Man
He is famed to live just like the Gypsy
He's the Blackheart 'Man, The Blackheart Man

Growing and learning and gathering, for myself a little more
experience jumping over the fence
Curiousity has brought me yes it's brought me, a little common-sense 
Trodding the road of life, I've come to this one conclusion
That everything is equal under the sun, all that is createdby JAH 
mighty hand
And he said knock and it shall be opened 
Seek and Ye shall find that wisdom is found in the simplest of 
places, 
In the nick of time, knock and it shall be opened 
Seek and ye shall find that wisdom is found in the simplest of 
places, in the nick of
time and now I trod the same road of aflictions just like the
Blackheart Man, just like the Blackheart Man
Getting my share of humiliation just like the Blackheart Man
Just like the Blackheart Man 
You'll find me even in the prison of the dungeons 
just like the Blackheart Man, just like the the Blackheart Man
I even get blamed without a reason just like the Blackheart Man
Just like the Blackheart man yau 

No cross, no crown, no sorrow, no trial and crosses In-a-I way
But the hotter the battle is the sweeter JAH JAH victory
Ancient children use to say if you want good 
Your nose got to run run run 
How could the world go free, and let JAH bear the cross alone 
And them that drink of the old wine hath no place for the new
For the new and the stones that are head of the corner are the
same one that the builders refused
Now, it's the Blackheart Man, children
Who've become the wonder of the city (rep).



(Contributed by Sören Sjögren - May 2002)