Bob Marley isn't my name. I don't even know my name yet.
The sun shall not smite I by day, nor the moon by night, and everything that I do shall be upfull and right.
One bright morning when my work is over I will fly away home.
The more people smoke herb, the more Babylon fall.
One love, one heart, one destiny.
No chains around my feet, But I'm not free.