Lyrics
Buffalo Soldier, dreadlock RastaThere was a Buffalo SoldierIn the heart of AmericaStolen from Africa, brought to AmericaFighting on arrival, fighting for survival
I mean it, when I analyze the stenchTo me, it makes a lot of senseHow the dreadlock Rasta was the Buffalo SoldierAnd he was taken from Africa, brought to AmericaFighting on arrival, fighting for survival
Said he was a Buffalo Soldier, dreadlock RastaBuffalo Soldier, in the heart of America
If you know your historyThen you would know where you coming fromThen you wouldn’t have to ask meWho the heck do I think I am
I’m just a Buffalo SoldierIn the heart of AmericaStolen from Africa, brought to AmericaSaid he was fighting on arrivalFighting for survivalSaid he was a Buffalo SoldierWin the war for America
Said he, woe yoy yoy, woe yoy yoy yoyWoe yoy yoy yo, yoy yoy yoy yo
Woe yoy yoy, woe yoy yoy yoyWoe yoy yoy yo, yoy yoy yoy yo
Buffalo Soldier, troddin’ through the land woahSaid he wanna ran, then you wanna handTroddin’ through the land, yeah, yeah
Said he was a Buffalo SoldierWin the war for AmericaBuffalo Soldier, dreadlock RastaFighting on arrival, fighting for survivalDriven from the mainlandTo the heart of the Caribbean
Singing, woe yoy yoy, woe yoy yoy yoyWoe yoy yoy yo, yoy yoy yoy yo
Woe yoy yoy, woe yoy yoy yoyWoe yoy yoy yo, yoy yoy yoy yo
Troddin’ through San JuanIn the arms of AmericaTroddin’ through Jamaica, a Buffalo SoldierFighting on arrival, fighting for survivalBuffalo Soldier, dreadlock Rasta
Woe yoy yoy, woe yoy yoy yoyWoe yoy yoy yo, yoy yoy yoy yo
Woe yoy yoy, woe yoy yoy yoyWoe yoy yoy yo, yoy yoy yoy yo