Dm
A big question posed to me daily on the street
 Gm
Many want to know the reason why
 Dm
I am a rastaman

[Verse 1]
Dm                 Dm
Many people see I, many people ask I
Gm              Dm
Why am I a rastaman?
Dm                 Dm
Many people see I, many people ask
Gm              Dm
Why am I a rastaman?

 Dm                 Dm     Gm             Dm
It's because of the Babylon and the situation
 Dm                 Dm     Gm             Dm
It's because of the Babylon and the situation

Dm                     Dm
When I was a boy about 8 years old
Gm                       Dm
There was a certain rastaman
       Dm            Dm
And he love all the childen
       Gm                Dm
And he treated us like a man
Dm                            Dm
Even the little children that no one cares for
   Gm              Dm
He called up everyone
       Dm                Dm              Gm
And he gave us fruit and treated everyone
                Dm
With a special love

[Verse 2]

Dm                 Dm
Many people see I, many people ask
Gm              Dm
Why am I a rastaman?
       Dm           Dm
For he taught I the love
   Gm            Dm
To give to everyone

Dm                 Dm
Many people see I, many people ask
Gm              Dm
Why am I a rastaman?
         Dm               Dm
There is no better way to express my love
Gm                Dm
To each and everyone

Dm           Dm
One Saturday morning
  Gm                             Dm
A special thing happened to this man
Dm                Dm
Here come Mr Babylon
   Gm                 Dm
He take away the rastaman
       Dm                      Dm
To the root of Him herb and the meat of Him fruit
    Gm              Dm
And throw it in a van
    Dm                        Dm
And straight up brother for a trillion years
  Gm                 Dm
I never see the rastaman
     Dm                  Dm
They took him to general penitentiary
         Gm                       Dm
And then send him back as a valid man
                    Dm                      Dm
But that could not change him his mind was not in prison
    Gm            Dm
Was only his body man

[Verse 3]

Dm                 Dm
Many people see I, many people ask
Gm              Dm
Why am I a rastaman?
   Dm                     Dm
No matter what the battle be
             Gm          Dm
I still have Jah in my hand

Dm                 Dm
Many people see I, many people ask
Gm              Dm
Why am I a rastaman?
    Dm                Dm
How sweet the name of Jah Jah sound
   Gm                   Dm
To every righteous rastaman

        Dm            Dm
And the same old rastaman
        Gm                    Dm
Told me pounds, shillings and things
      Dm          Dm
Would come out of circulation
             Gm               Dm
And we would use a true bird, man
           Dm     Dm
And I have seen, seven years after that
Gm            Dm
It was no use man
Dm                 Dm
Donkey, horses and cross keeper
         Gm              Dm
Trodding upon he a penny man

[Otro]
Dm
Everyone see I
Dm
Everyone ask I
Gm              Dm
Why am I a Rastaman?
    Dm                   Dm            Gm      Dm
I'm here to prove and to testify about prophecy

Dm
Everyone see I
Dm
Everyone ask I
Gm              Dm
Why am I a Rastaman?
  Dm                     Dm                    Gm             Dm
I love my brothers and I sisters and I can not give up a tall man

Dm
Everyone see I
Dm
Everyone ask I
Gm              Dm
Why am I a Rastaman?
  Dm                     Dm             Gm           Dm
I love the beat of the Nyahbinghi that call the creation

Dm
Everyone see I
Dm
Everyone ask I
Gm              Dm
Why am I a Rastaman?