G F
x2
[Chorus]
G F
Nana nanana nanana nanana nanana
G
Roots rock reggae
Rough rough reggae
G F
Nana nanana nanana nanana nanana
G
Ragga ragga reggae
A roots Rock Reggae
[Verse 1]
G
We have this little island in the Carribean sea
F
Land of wood and water and nuff ganja tree.
G
We play reggae....roots rock reggae.
Reggae music is a ghetto music
F
and a ghetto music is a rebel music.
G
Its a reggae....rough rough reggae.
[Chorus]
G F
Nana nanana nanana nanana nanana
G
Ragga ragga reggae
A rough rough reggae
[Verse 2]
G F
My eyes are red. I can feel it from this crop
G
of callie herb slappin in my head.
G
I'm in a mellow mood,
F G
sipping this pot of our brain food.
G Bb
Found on the tomb of the great King Solomon.
G Bb
This collie herb is the healing of the nation.
G
Red eyes Red eyes
[Instrumental]
G - F x4
[Chorus]
G F
Nana nanana nanana nanana nanana
G
Roots rock reggae
Rough rough reggae
G F
Nana nanana nanana nanana nanana
G
Ragga ragga reggae
A roots Rock Reggae
[Verse 1]
G F G
My eyes are red I can feel it from this crop of callie herb slappin in my head.
G F G
I'm in a mellow mood, sipping this pot of our brain food.
G
Cause when the sun rise up on the mountain top.
F
Sets upon my callie crop.
G
That's my brain food.
I'm in a mellow mood.
G
From Negril point to Morant Bay,
F
you can hear the reggae just a play.
G
Its reggae, a rough rough reggae.
F
Because a reggae, a roots rock reggae,
G
Reggae, reggae in our bones, in our bones
[Chorus]
G F
Nana nanana nanana nanana nanana
G
Ragga ragga reggae
Rough rough reggae
G F
Nana nanana nanana nanana nanana reggae
G
Rough rough reggae
G F
Nana nanana nanana nanana nanana reggae