Horace Ferguson – Reality Lyrics
Artist: Horace Ferguson
Song: Reality
The race is not for the sweet, oh, no
The race is not for the sweet, oh, lord
The race is not for the sweet, oh, yeah
Don’t put your act where you can’t preach it
Plenty water down a new
One-one
The race is not for the sweet, and the few can endure it
A wise men, people still come
You think, lord, oh, lord
Walkin’ on the dark, you must tumble down
You deal with bad knees, you must fall down [Oh, yeah]
A reality, mamma used to tell me
A reality, mamma used to tell me
A rеality, mamma used to tell me
A rеality, oh lord, oh-la-la
The high of the mountain, the cool of the breeze
The young of the couple, the tight of their squeeze
A patient man ride a donkey
Patient man ride a donkey
Mammy love di goat, pappy always
Oh, lord, oh, yow, oh, yeah. oh. lord
A reality, mamma used to tell me
A reality, mamma used to tell me
A reality, mamma used to tell me
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From the album:
Soul Jazz Records Presents Dancehall: The Rise Of Jamaican Dancehall Culture
Release Year: 2017