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Am                   Dm 
And she didn't know how 
      C 
To tell him 
                  Dm                    Am 
She was in love with a rastaman 
                  Dm               C 
Fyah was burnin', and burning 
           Dm 
To let out what she was holding in 

verse 1: Protoje 

Yeah, yeah, yeah 
 Am 
Know her story before she say it 
 Dm 
Daddy just want her cooperate 
 Am 
Find somebody that's corporate 
 Dm 
Suit and tie more appropriate (Kymani Marley) cha 
 Am 
Him seh him nah mek him daughta stray 
 Dm 
But reggae music she start fi play it 
 Am 
Ital food when she salt her plate 
 Dm 
Militant youth weh she waan fi date 
 Am 
And dat is what she need 
                                 Dm 
Marcus Garvey she start fi read 
                                Am 
Hair stop comb and it start look neat 
     Dm 
So him waan keep her off the street 
From who she with 
       Am 
And dat be me 
                                          Dm 
More than a Natty head is what she see 
                            Am 
No lovers leap is not for me 
                               Dm 
And she nuh want keep it a secret but she cyan tell him who she sleep with 

Chorus: Kymani Marley 
She didn't know how 
To tell him 
She was in love with a rastaman 
Fyah was burnin', and burnin' 
To let out what she was holding in 

verse 2: Protoje 
And she wants to be free 
From all this captivity (Kymani Marley) cha 
So she'll be who she will be 
They cyan tell her who she need 
They cyan tell her who she want 
Who she can't, she's have her owna chant 
Chart her owna plot 
And colour of her owna heart? 
Call mi over her owna apartment 
Now as I answer the phone that's the tone she start with 
She know seh she no fi part with 
One like I, even though so much impart it 
But she haffi do har owna thing 
Cah she cyan never live life of dem 
Not Knowing dat she will look back when 
To the time when she could'n explain to him cause den 

Chorus: Kymani Marley 
And she didn't know how 
To tell him 
She was in love with a rastaman 
Fyah was burnin', and burnin' 
To let out what she was holding in 
And she didn't know how 
To tell him 
She was in love with a rastaman 
Fyah was burnin', and burnin' 
To let out what she was holding in