Up a Cane river to wash my dread
Upon a rock rest my head
There I vision through the seas of oppression, oh-oo-wo!
Don't make my life a prison
We come from Trench Town (Trench Town)
Most of them come from Trench Town
We free the people with music, (sweet music)
Can we free the people with music, (sweet music)
Whoa my head,
In desolate places we'll find our bread
And everyone see what's taking place
Whoa-yo another page in history
We come from Trench Town, (Trench Town)
Most of them come from Trench Town
Lord we free the people with music
We free the people with music, (sweet music)
They say it's hard to speak
They feel so strong to say wa're weak
But through the eyes the love of our people, oh-oo-wo!
They got to repay
We come from (Trenchtown) Trench Town;
We come from (Trenchtown) Trench Town;
They say, "Can anything good come out of Trench Town?" (Trench - Trenchtown)
That's what they say, (Trenchtown); (Trench - Trenchtown)