make hay while the sun is shining,tommorow may be a promise to no one
my brothers in de ghetto are suffering,the children dying out for hunger
its nah go don
its nah go don
its nah go don
such all and you shall find him
knock all and it shall be open unto you
and call and dont get weary,tommorow may be a promise to no one
nah go don
nah go don
nah go don
nah go don
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