Lyrics:

Well done know say this is Scatta pon di ends
Alongside Bobby Crystal mi friend
From way from when
Well done know say love life is not a bed of roses
Aye!
Hear mi argument now Crystal
Come deal with it
I beg your pardon
I never promised you no rose garden
Along with the sunshine
There's gotta be a little rain sometimes
When you take you gotta give
So live and let live and let go
I beg your pardon
I never promised you no rose garden
Well hear mi argument now
Sing!
You think I know
Me waan back fi mi gyal name Precious
And her friend dem a tell her me a big time crook
True me love her so bad
And me miss her so much
Me haffi get her, that is a must
Sing!
Woulda walk over the hills, not even mention the gully
Just fi get back mi nice gyal, me know she ready
Since you leave me gyal you left me inna misery
And I am so lonely
Well hear mi style
Sing!
So smile for awhile and let's be jolly
Love shined on me and now I'm sorry
Come along and share the good times while we can
I beg your pardon
I never promised you no rose garden
Along with the sunshine
There's gotta be a little rain sometimes
I beg your pardon
I never promised you no rose garden
Along with the sunshine
There's gotta be a little rain sometimes
Well hear mi style 'cause
Gyal me love you bad, me never mean fi break yuh heart
We a two big people, mek we sit down and talk
All di guy a talk, mi seh dat nuh really matter
One time me know me a go handle you better
Better than before and and work forever
Gyal me done talk, seh a you a fi mi treasure
Me a go hug you up, kiss you up, and treat you right
Then mek love under the moonlight
Bust di champagne weh come off of di ice
Gyal you a di peas weh me put inna mi rice
Di two a we together, everything will alright
And we future will bright
Sing!
I beg your pardon
I never promised you no rose garden
Along with the sunshine
There's gotta be a little rain sometimes
I beg your pardon
I never promised you no rose garden
Along with the sunshine
There's gotta be a little rain sometimes
Well hear mi style
Sing!
You think I know
Me a try get back mi gyal name Precious
And her friend dem a tell her me a big time crook
But true me love her so bad
And me miss her so much
Me nah stop lust
Well hear mi style
Sing!
Me woulda walk over the hills, not even mention the gully
Just fi get back mi nice gyal, me know she ready
From you gone girl, child, you leave me inna misery
And I am so lonely
Well hear mi style
I beg your pardon
I never promised you no rose garden
Along with the sunshine
There's gotta be a little rain sometimes
I beg your pardon
I never promised you no rose garden
Along with the sunshine
There's gotta be a little rain sometimes