Lyrics

It's all about the little island in Jamaica "Sweet Home Town Jamaica" done over in a Toasters stylee Oh yeah. Now now. Hell yeah Sweet home town Jamaica Where them skies are blue Sweet home town Jamaica Lord, I'm coming home to you So when my soul was busy searchin' Travelin' the world around, that's true See many different smilin' faces Some beautiful countries too But no matter where and what I been to It all lead right back to you For somethin' forcefully be drawin' us home Sweet Jamaica it's all about you So mi bredren what we do? Sweet home town Jamaica Where them skies are blue Sweet home town Jamaica Lord, I'm coming home to you A little lady on the corner She's sellin' fruits and veggie too And you can tell she ain't got no money But she find a way to do what she do Ghetto livin', some hard times Jah will ever lead us on our way But somehow somewhere there's got to be a better way We lookin' forward to that day So bredren what we say? Sweet home town Jamaica Where them skies are blue Sweet home town Jamaica Lord, I'm coming home to you And then we tell dem said! We goin' down Jamaica where the good ganja grow All Jamaica people, them a love that so People come from east, west, north and south Big up the good weed an they run off their mouth Some a them angry some a-bawl some a-cry Want a good weed fe a-burn them inna I We tellin' them the truth we not a-tellin' them the lie When each and every youth, man, we give them a light Sweet home town Jamaica Where them skies are blue Sweet home town Jamaica Lord, I'm coming home to you Hey Richey give me some... Oh yeah. Now now Sweet home town Jamaica Where them skies are blue Sweet home town Jamaica Lord, I'm coming home to you Hey Bucket take me home...