(Scoop, scoop, scoop, scoo-doo; Scoop, scoop wa-doo.) Up a cane river to wash my dread; Upon a rock I rest my head. There I vision through the seas of oppression, oh-oo-wo! Don't make my life a prison.
We come from Trench Town, Trench Town (Trenchtown) - Most of them come from Trench Town. We free the people with music (sweet music); Can we free the people with music (sweet music)? Can we free our people with music? - With music, With music, oh music!
Oh-y, my head, In desolate places we'll find our bread, And everyone see what's taking place, oh-oo-wo! - Another page in history.
We come from Trench Town, Come from Trench Town; We come from Trench Town. Lord we free the people with music (sweet music); We free the people with music (sweet music); We free our people with music, With music, oh music (oh music)!
They say it's hard to speak; They feel so strong to say we are weak; But through the eyes the love of our people, oh-oo-wo! They've got to repay.
We come from (Trenchtown) Trench Town; We come from (Trenchtown) Trench Town; Trench - Trench Town (Trenchtown). They say, "Can anything good come out of Trench Town?" (Trench - Trenchtown) That's what they say, (Trenchtown); (Trench - Trenchtown) Say (Trench - Trenchtown) we're the underprivileged people, So (Trenchtown) they keep us in chains: "Pay (Trench - Trenchtown) - pay - pay tribute to -" (Trenchtown). We come from (Trench - Trenchtown); We come from (Trench - Trenchtown); Just because we come from Trench Town. Not because we come from Trench Town; Just because we come from (Trenchtown). /fadeout/
Amel Larrieux lyrics