See the man upon dem hill
Sit and reap and count their gold
Enough a Craven fe'Dead
All that them reap
But what a man sow
I pray little idren come eat
Well but if it's not so
Our entire world shall fall down
Dem wanting, dem wanting
Enough a Craven fe'Dead
But if your heart is a pure one
Surly you will see through your illusion
Enough a dem a Craven fe' Dead
Enough a dem a Craven fe' Dead (Repeat)