Dreadlock Holiday

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Accordi Dreadlock Holiday

Intro:
              

            

            

                         
I was walkin' down the street
                            
Concentratin' on truckin' right
                              
I heard a dark voice beside of me
                                   
And I looked round in a state of fright
           
I saw four faces, one mad
  
A brother from the gutter
     
They looked me up and down a bit
                             
And turned to each other

      


I say
                      
I don't like cricket  (Oh no!)
        
  I love it
                 
I don't like cricket (No no!)
        
  I love it
        
Don't you walk through my words
         
You got to show some respect
        
Don't you walk through my words
                      
'Cause you ain't heard me out   yet

            

                                    
Well he looked down at my silver chain
                                
He said "I'll give you one dollar"
                               
I said you've got to be jokin' man
                            
It was a present from me mother
           
He said "I like it, I want it
     
I'll take it off your hands
              
And you'll be sorry you crossed me
                                     
You'd better understand that you're alone
                  
A long way from home

I say
                      
I don't like cricket  (Oh no!)
        
  I love it
                 
I don't like cricket (No no!)
        
  I love it...
          
Don't you cramp me style
        
Don't you queer me pitch
        
Don't you walk through my words
                      
'Cause you ain't heard me out   yet

            
                     
I hurried back to the swimming pool
                
Sinkin' pina colada
                               
I heard a dark voice beside me say
                              
"Would you like something harder?"
                
She said, "I've got it, you want it
   
My harvest is the best
           
And if you try it, you'll like it
                               
And wallow in a Dreadlock Holiday"

      


And I say
                 
Don't like Jamaica   (Oh no!)
       
   I love her      (Eh!)
                 
Don't like Jamaica   (Oh no!)
       
   I love her  (Oh yeah!)
           
Don't you walk through her words
        
You got to show some respect
       
Don't you walk through her words
                       
'Cause you ain't heard her out    yet

            

            

                    
I don't like cricket (Oh no!)
                    
I love it (Dreadlock Holiday)
                   
I don't like reggae (Oh no!)
                    
I love it (Dreadlock Holiday)
                
Don't like Jamaica (Eh!)
                     
I love her (Dreadlock Holiday)...

## Credits

GOULDMAN GRAHAM KEITH, STEWART ERIC MICHAEL © EMI MUSIC PUBLISHING LTD, SONYATV MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC