INTRO:
Yeah man!
Princess just hold on pon I and I hand

The journey soon ends [soon be over]
See I and I gates upon the rock deh
Worthy beloved


CHORUS (2x):
She get whole heap a love a joy from the hand cart bwoy

A the same little bobo youth wha name Fitzroy
'round a market mi juggle pap-choi
She never know she woulda deh wid I


VERSE 1:
I'm trodding from the mountains

Pon mi foot a pure red dirt
Crucus bag dem stitch up and the cabbage well cut
'bout a dozen I-trate pon mi shirt

I've got peppers, some ripe bananas and some peanuts
I met this princess in the market standing by the culbut (culvert)
I could see that all she need was I and I comfort

Sey she come from up a River Gut
But she's coming home to my little hut


CHORUS (2x)

VERSE 2:

She always admire when I glorify the King
And how I seal my turban each and every morning
Sipping a little water from the spring

I push my cart and dance and sing..
Oh what a loving, caring woman you are
And what I am thankful for

She never tek no money from no superstar

CHORUS (2x)


HOOK:
I'll be there for you no matter what's the circumstnce

Rastafari is the light from a distance
Princess trod on and skillful guidance