Intro:
Yeah man!
Princess just hold on pon I and I hand
yuh know
I will never mek the I falter
The journey soon ends [soon be over]
See I and I gates upon the rock deh
Worthy beloved
Chorus:
She get whole heap a love a joy from
the hand cart bwoy
A the same little bobo youth wha name
Fitzroy
Round a market mi juggle papchoy
She never know she woulda deh wid I
She get whole heap a love a joy from
the hand cart bwoy
A the same little bobo youth wha name
Fitzroy
Round a market mi juggle papchoy
She never know she woulda deh wid I
Verse 1:
I’m trodding from the mountains
Pon mi foot a pure red dut
Crucus bag dem stitch up and the cabbage
well cut
About a dozen I-trate pon mi shirt
I’ve got peppers, some ripe bananas
and some peanuts
I met this princess in the market standing
by the culbut
I could see that all she need was I
and I comfort
Sey she come from up a River Gut
But she’s coming home to my little hut
(Chours)
Verse 2:
She always admire when I glorify the
King
And how I seal my turban each and every
morning
Sipping a little water from the spring
I push my cart and dance and sing..
Oh what a loving, caring woman you are
And what I am thankful for
She never tek no money from no superstar
(Chorus)
Hook
I’ll be there for you no matter what’s
the circumstnce
Rastafari is the light from a distance
Princess trod on and skillful guidance
