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Rasta Man

Words and Music by Robbie Smith

His net he throws out where the moon glows
He catch ten fish then – he let’s nine go
He needs the one to feed his hunger
He wants the nine to swim and grow
Swim deep and grow… grow

Ooo-hoo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooh
Ooo ahh the rasta man
Ooo-hoo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooh
Irie brotha’s got a masta plan
Ooo-hoo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooh
Ooo ahh the rasta man
Ooo-hoo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooh
Irie brotha’s got a masta plan

And from brotha to brotha ya know
He’s gonna send love down the line
And from sistah to sistah ya know
He’s gonna send love down the line
The sun doesn’t have to move – ya know the sun just has ta shine
Til it finds… YOU

Ooo-hoo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooh
Ooo ahh the rasta man
Ooo-hoo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooh
Irie brotha’s got a masta plan
Ooo-hoo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooh
Ooo ahh the rasta man
Ooo-hoo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooh
Irie brotha’s got a masta plan

Don’t carry no guns – don’t carry no weapons
No need for weapons in his world
He won’t raise hell but he don’t praise heaven
Still holds to a vision of this world… of THIS world… THIS world

Ooo-hoo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooh
Ooo ahh the rasta man
Ooo-hoo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooh
Irie brotha’s got a masta plan
Ooo-hoo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooh
Ooo ahh the rasta man
Ooo-hoo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooh
Irie Brotha’s got a masta plan

And from brotha to brotha ya know
He’s gonna send love down the line
And from sistah to sistah ya know
He’s gonna send love down the line
The sun doesn’t have to move – ya know the sun just has to shine
Til it finds… YOU

Instrumental

Ooo-hoo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooh
Ooo ahh the rasta man
Ooo-hoo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooh
Irie brotha’s got a masta plan
Ooo rasta brotha to brotha
Ooo rasta sistah to sistah
Ooo rasta brotha to brotha
Irie brotha’s got a master plan
Ooo-hoo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooh
Ooo ahh the rasta man
Ooo-hoo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooh
Irie brotha’s got a master rasta master rasta… plan