Bosrah
Now the Rastaman came from Bosrah
With his garment dipped in blood
Came from Bosrah with his garments dipped in blood
Came from Bosrah with his garments dipped in blood
Look at that Rastaman deh clothed in red (him look so dread)
A dance Nyabinghi sound an' him rode so red (him look so dread)
Came from Bosrah with his garments dipped in blood
Sing it out, sing it out, Jah Jah children
Came from Bosrah with his garments dipped in blood
Say, Jah
The man-dem no have no mother
The man-dem no have no father
No beginning or death, no ending or time
A him are creator for all mankind
Came from Bosrah with his garments dipped in blood
I an' I have fi love him
Came from Bosrah with his garments dipped in blood
I an' I an' I an' I have fi love him
Came from Bosrah with his garments dipped in blood
Wa-da-da, wa-da-da, watch for, yeah
Came from Bosrah with his garments dipped in blood
I an' I, I an' I say
The man-dem no have no mother
The man-dem no have no father
No beginning or death, no ending or time
A him are creator for all mankind
Came from Bosrah with his garments dipped in blood
I an' I, I an' I have fi give thanks an' praise
Came from Bosrah with his garments dipped in blood
I an' I, I an' I, yeah
Bredda know what did a warn deh
Before that judgement spawn deh (yeah)
Come in a day-a
Another mark of a righteous man (yeah)
I an' I, I an' I, chant Nyabinghi till a morning
Chant Nyabinghi
Bosrah
Now the Rastaman came from Bozrah
With his garment dipped in blood
Came from Bozrah with his garments dipped in blood
Came from Bozrah with his garments dipped in blood
Look at that Rastaman there clothed in red (he looks so formidable)
Dancing to the Nyabinghi sound and he rode so red (he looks so formidable)
Came from Bozrah with his garments dipped in blood
Sing it out, sing it out, Jah's children
Came from Bozrah with his garments dipped in blood
Say, Jah
The Man has no mother
The Man has no father
No beginning or death, no ending or time
He is the creator for all mankind
Came from Bozrah with his garments dipped in blood
We have to love him
Came from Bozrah with his garments dipped in blood
We, we, we, we have to love him
Came from Bozrah with his garments dipped in blood
Wa-da-da, wa-da-da, watch for, yeah
Came from Bozrah with his garments dipped in blood
We, we say
The Man has no mother
The Man has no father
No beginning or death, no ending or time
He is the creator for all mankind
Came from Bozrah with his garments dipped in blood
We, we have to give thanks and praise
Came from Bozrah with his garments dipped in blood
We, we, yeah
Brother knows what the warning was there
Before that judgment spawns there (yeah)
Coming in the day
Another mark of a righteous man (yeah)
We, we, chant Nyabinghi until the morning
Chant Nyabinghi