Lyrics:

David Hinds

They tricked us with trinkets and beads
And tricked us right into slavery
Traditional customs
Crafts and arts
They put in their museums
Oh people don't you see the plot...yeh
To take all we've got

CHORUS
Got to save Black music
Fight to save sweet music now
Got to save Black music now

Le the music flow, oh Lord

We've paid that price so many times
Comes to claimin' dues we're the first in line
Freedom songs echoed these plantations
I and I survive
To this present time
Oh people don't you see the plot
To take all we've got

CHORUS
Got to save Black music
Fight to save sweet music now
Got to save Black music now

Music sweet music ha ha ha
It no funny

Through our sprits came
Reggae Jazz Funk and Blues
Music the food of life
So don't just stand there
And let them take your share
They claim that fame
And give you not a care

We walk those streets
Without a dime
Play hid and seek
The pie in the sky

CHORUS
Got to save Black music
Fight to save sweet music now
Got to save Black music now

Here me when I say
Gather round come get strong
Help I sing this freedom song
Save Black music now
Keep it in control now
Never let it go now
Keep it in control now