Roses are red,
dark is rotten,
Bob Marley is dead,
I havent forgotten,
Red to the blood that runs thru his veins,
Yellow to the sun that shines on his grave, green to the grass when he use to get high, cheers to BOB MARLEY,
No woman no cry,
rememba da day,
The 11th of may,
When the KING OF REGGAE,
Past away.
Roses are red,
dark is rotten,
Bob Marley is dead,
I havent forgotten,
Red to the blood that runs thru his veins,
Yellow to the sun that shines on his grave, green to the grass when he use to get high, cheers to BOB MARLEY,
No woman no cry,
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