Walking Tall
Bankie Banx
You're walking tall
You're reaching in the sky
You're reaching in the sky
I low, low, low, low
But I'm feeling high
Oh yeah, feeling high
A friend flies high but he must lie low
This is the thing you do not know
Buddy boy,
Come, come, come, come
Come another day
Your employer man will tell you
Have no work today
Come another day
Your good friend will tell you
Have no cash today
Come another day
The grocer will tell you
No credit today
No money, no meat
You had what you want
You wouldn't pay me no heed
But how you can get what you really need?
Hard time come and you can't be asleep
You just can't live on your fantasy
Buddy boy
Come, come, come, come
Come another day
The preacher man will say
At this man I pray
And me money's gray
The banker will say
Take house, house, house and run away
Got no cash to pay
But Rasta will say, Wake up!
Heed my word this day
Well Jah Jah I say
You had what you want
You wouldn't pay me no heed
But how you can get what you really need?
Tribulation comes like a mighty hand
Before the lord, you wicked man
Buddy boy
Come, come, come, come
Come another day
Long rope for magga goat
They fear your rope
They cut your throat
Buddy boy
Come come come come
Come another day