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Road Foggy (2002 Remastered Version)


(Lyrics)

My way is long, but the road is foggy
My way is so long so long, but the road is foggy,
My head never swell, my heart never leave
I never have no fear within (x2)
Even though the road is so so foggy, foggyeah
Can hardly see, Jah Jah is my eyesight

Be with I , be with I, be with I Jah Jah
Jah Jah be with I , I and I and I and I!
Deh a dem say to I, deh a dem fight against I
Some of them a judge I rock fully
But never mind my brother I will go on

The road is foggy, foggy(x2) so foggy, foggy

Time you once be retired I, going out coming in
From out evil things and evil do us everyday, this accident include

The road is foggy, the 





Praising the Living LORD
Yes 
The Road is Foggy
 Our enemies are  too often our friends
 our friends  too often our enemies

Sometimes the vipers
The skanks
The whore
The ravenous witch
Are in fact Kin

Our "Mothers"
Hurry up and figure it out
No one is going to tell you

No one, except that small voice
Yes, that small voice that lives inside you

Yes
That is JAH!

That is Jesus!

Yes
You are protected

The evildoers can't hurt you
That is way they roar
That is why they lay in wait
That is why they lie

You 
are Protected

Yes
All the Righteous are protected

Let the Road be foggy 
Because 
JAH
Guide!

***THE GWEN DOSTER DIARIES***
Tuesday, March 16, 2021



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