Buffalo Soldier, dreadlock Rasta
It was a Buffalo Soldier in the heart of America
Stolen from Africa, brought to America
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival
I mean it
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When I analyze the stench
To me it makes a lot of sense
How the dreadlock Rasta
Was the Buffalo Soldier
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And he was taken from Africa, brought to America
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival
Said he was a Buffalo Soldier, dreadlock Rasta
Buffalo Soldier in the heart of America
If you know your history
Then you would know where you're coming from
Then you wouldn't have to ask me
Who the heck do I think I am
I'm just a Buffalo Soldier in the heart of America
Stolen from Africa, brought to America
Said he was fighting on arrival, fighting for survival
Said he was a Buffalo Soldier in the war for America
Dreadie
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Woe-yoe-yoe, woe-yoe-yoe-yoe
Woe-yoe-yoe-yoe-yoe-yoe-yoe-yoe
Woe-yoe-yoe, woe-yoe-yoe-yoe
Woe-yoe-yoe-yoe-yoe-yoe-yoe-yoe
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Buffalo Soldier
Troddin' through the land, oh
Said he would've ran and make him want to hang
Troddin' through the land, yeah
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Said he was a Buffalo Soldier in the war for America
Buffalo Soldier, dreadlock Rasta
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival
Driven from the main land to the heart of the Caribbean
Singin'
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Trodding through San Juan, in the arms of America
Trodding through Jamaica, the Buffalo Soldier
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival
Buffalo Soldier, dreadlock Rasta
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