Burning Music Productions - Little Garvey (EXT. Mix) lyrics

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Burning Music Productions - Little Garvey (EXT. Mix) lyrics

[Chorus] Hold them little Garvey, hold them! Hold them big Marcus, hold them! Show them we can get rough, hold them! [Verse 1] The Black Star Liner People were traveling, sailing, traveling People were traveling, sailing, traveling People were having nice times And taking care of business Having nice time And taking care of business [Chorus] Hold them little Garvey, hold them! Hold them big Marcus, hold them! Show them we can get rough, hold them! There is a black girl in the ring (in the ring) There is a Korean girl in the ring (in the ring) There is a white girl in the ring (in the ring) They were traveling, sailing On the Black Star Liner Traveling, sailing On the Black Star Liner [Chorus] Hold them little Garvey, hold them Hold them Big Marcus, hold them! Show them we can get rough, hold them! I heard about Garvey And some elderly people They were talking and discussing About Marcus Garvey [Chorus] Hold them little Garvey, hold them Hold them Big Marcus, hold them! Show them we can get rough, hold them! That clock was ringing in the square Downtown in St. Ann's Bay Surrounded by Baptist Church Surrounded by police station Surrounded by fireman house Surrounded by house of justice Surrounded by post office Surrounded by public market [Chorus] Hold them little Garvey, hold them Hold them Big Marcus, hold them! Show them we can get rough, hold them! First bag-a-wire Jamaican version Second bag-a-wire American version Sailing man be trading [Chorus] Hold them little Garvey, hold them Hold them Big Marcus, hold them! Show them we can get rough, hold them! The red, the black, and the green Was flying so high The red, the white and blue Was also flyin' And now they will know the truth About Marcus Garvey [Chorus] Hold them little Garvey, hold them Hold them Big Marcus, hold them! Show them we can get rough, hold them! Big parade in the square of Harlem Big parade in the square of Harlem Dat clock was ringing in the square We got to tell them dat Marcus Garvey He has no fear [Chorus] Hold them little Garvey, hold them Hold them Big Marcus, hold them! Show them we can get rough, hold them!