Four hundred years (four hundred years, four hundred years, wo oh oh oh)
And it's the same, the same (wo-o-o-o) philosophy
I've said it's four hundred years (four hundred years, four hundred years, wo oh oh oh)
Look, how long (wo oh oh oh)
And the people they (wo oh oh oh) still can't see
Why do they fight against the poor youth of today?
And without these youths, they would be gone
All gone astray

Come on, let's make a move (make a move, make a move, wo oh oh oh)
I can see time (wo oh oh oh), time has come
And if-a fools don't see (fools don't see, fools don't see, wo oh oh oh)
I can't save the youth
The youth is gonna be strong
So, won't you come with me (come with me)
I'll take you to a land of liberty
Where we can live (we can live), live a good, good life and be free

Look how long, four hundred years (four hundred years, four hundred years)
Way too long! (Wo oh oh oh)
That's the reason my people (wo oh oh oh), my people can't see
Said, it's four hundred long years (four hundred years, four hundred years, wo oh oh oh)
Give me patience (wo-o-o-o), same philosophy

It's been four hundred years (four hundred years, four hundred years)
Wait so long! Wo oh oh oh, wo oh oh oh
How long, four hundred (four hundred years, four hundred years) long, long years
People hiding from reality

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Writer(s): Peter Tosh