Jah [Live]

Jah live
Jah children
Jah live
Jah children
Jah live
Jah children
Let Rastas never die

Jah live
Jah children
Jah live
Jah children
Jah live
Jah children
Let Rastas never die

When everything is going right
They forget about your presence
But when the tables turn upside down
They know that you're there
To my mom who taught me
That you're always there
I wrote this little song of praise
Now I'm gonna sing

Jah live
Jah children
Jah live
Jah children
Jah live
Jah children
Let Rastas never die

Jah live
Jah children
Jah live
Jah children
Jah live
Jah children
Let Rastas never die

Jah live
Jah children
Jah live
Jah children
Jah live
Jah children
Let Rastas never die

The Rastaman call Him Jah
Some people call Him Allah
English man call Him God
But He is one
We may have different names
To call Him
But he cares for everyone
That's why I wrote this song

Jah live
Jah children
Jah live
Jah children
Jah live
Jah children
Let Rastas never die

Jah live
Jah children
Jah live
Jah children
Jah live
Jah children
Let Rastas never die

Jah live
Jah children
Jah live
Jah children
Jah live
Jah children
Let Rastas never die

Jah live
Jah children
Jah live
Jah children
Jah live