I an I, Son of the Most High, Jah Rastafari

Our hearts shall correspond

And beat in one harmony

Sounds from the Burning Spear:

Door peep shall not enter this a Holy Land

Where wise and a true man stand

Sipping from the cup of peace

Chant down a babylon, yeah

Chant down babylon

Chant down a babylon, yeah

Chant down babylon

Give thanks and praise

Give thanks and praise

Give thanks and praise

Give thanks and praise

To the Holy Man of Creation

I, I, I, I...