Lyrics

When some people see a Rastaman, not knowing his Name like any other man The first thing they say is "Hey Dready!" Some Rastaman don't like the Name, Dready I am happy with the name Rastaman; I am happy with the Name, Dready I have no intention to Criticize my bredren; I have no Intention to criticize my sistren When we wake and see the sun We should give thanks If there is no love, their will Never be peace I have no intention to see the Battlefield I want to live my life With love Love for one another Regardless who they are: Ladies and gentlmen, bredren And sistren When some people see a Rastaman, not knowing his Name like any other man The first thing they say is "Hey Dready!" It's not they're saying they Hate Dready It's more like they're saying They love Dready Hey Dready is no Discrimination Hey Dready is the same man The younger people like To say Dready We've been holding up This faith, all these years And the people will be there To see Dready We've been holding up This faith, all these years And the people will be there To see Dready Hey Dready When some people see a Rastaman, not knowing his Name like any other man The first thing they say is "Hey Dready!" We've got to be ready Moving as Dready We've got to be close Moving as Dready We've got to be sure Moving as Dready We've got to be ready Moving as Dready We've got to be close Moving as Dready We've got to be sure Moving as Dready When some people see a Rastaman, not knowing his Name like any other man The first thing they say is "Hey Dready!" I want to live my life With love Love for one another Regardless who they are: Ladies and gentlmen, bredren And sistren When some people see a Rastaman, not knowing his Name like any other man The first thing they say is "Hey Dready!"