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Lletres: Jah Cure. Every Song I Sing.

In every song I sing, I just got to hail my King
He is the truth that lies within
In every song I sing, I just got to hail my King
He is the truth that lies within

The birds and the bees they cling
Together sweet honey they bring
Just notice everything
From winter to spring

He made the raindrops fall
He quench earth's thirst for all
How could I deny
Jah Rastafari

When them system fail
He keeps an eye on them
There's no question why
I hail Rastafari

In every song I sing, I just got to hail my King
He is the truth that lies within
In every song I sing, I just got to hail my King
He is the truth that lies within

Around Rastafari throne
That's where I wanna build my home
Where there's always love
And nothing to prove

Whether you are tall
Or whether you are small
Jah seh equal rights
And justice for us all

When them system fail
Jah keep an eye on them
There's no question why
I hail Rastafari

In every song I sing, I just got to hail my King
He is the truth that lies within
In every song I sing, I just got to hail my King
He is the truth and lies within

Around Rastafari throne
That's where I wanna build my home
Where there's always love
And nothing to prove

'Cause whether you are tall
'Cause whether you are small
Jah seh equal rights
And justice for us all

'Cause when them system fail
Jah keep an eye on them
'Cause how could I deny
The Rastafari?

In every song I sing, I just got to hail my King
He is the truth that lies within