Great hatred and little room
Maimed us at the start
And now home just breaks my heart
To America I have come
I hope to bring your preacher man
Home to show my people how they can
Get their names back in the book of life of the lamb
I know that I've done many things
To give you reason not to listen to me
Especially as I have been so angry
But if you knew me maybe you would understand me
Words can't express how sorry I am
If I ever caused pain to anybody
I just hope that you can show compassion
And love me enough to just please listen
Out of Ireland I did run
Great hatred and little room
Aimed to break my heart
Wreck me up and tear me all apart
To America I have come
I need to find a good preacherman
Who can show me how I can
Get my name back in the book of life of the lamb
I bring these blessings with me
A strong heart full of hope and a feeling
That everything in this world would be okay
If people just believed enough in God to pray
But the world thinks that sounds crazy
And that's the thing that makes me sing so sadly
To think that we would leave God so lonely
To think that we would mess up our own destiny
Out of history we have come
With great hatred and little room
It aims to break our hearts
Wreck us up and tear us all apart
But if we listen to the preacher man
He can show us how it can be done
To live in peace and live as one
Get our names back in the book of life of the lamb
Out of hopelessness we can come
If people just believe it can be done
'Cause every prayer ever prayed is heard
Take power in the power of the word
Out of history we have come
With great hatred and little room
It aims to break our hearts
Wreck us up and tear us all apart
But if we listen to the Rasta man
He can show us how it can be done
To live in peace and live as one
Get our names back in the book of life of the lamb
Out of history we have come
With great hatred and little room
It aims to break our hearts
Smash us up and tear us all apart
But if we listen to the Rasta woman
She can show us how it can be done
To live in peace and live as one
Get our names back in the book of life of the lamb
Out of Ireland I have come Great hatred and little room Maimed us at the start And now home just breaks my heart To America I have come I hope to bring your preacher man Home to show my people how they can Get their names back in the book of life of the lamb I know that I've done many things To give you reason not to listen to me Especially as I have been so angry But if you knew me maybe you would understand me Words can't express how sorry I am If I ever caused pain to anybody I just hope that you can show compassion And love me enough to just please listen Out of Ireland I did run Great hatred and little room Aimed to break my heart Wreck me up and tear me all apart To America I have come I need to find a good preacherman Who can show me how I can Get my name back in the book of life of the lamb I bring these blessings with me A strong heart full of hope and a feeling That everything in this world would be okay If people just believed enough in God to pray But the world thinks that sounds crazy And that's the thing that makes me sing so sadly To think that we would leave God so lonely To think that we would mess up our own destiny Out of history we have come With great hatred and little room It aims to break our hearts Wreck us up and tear us all apart But if we listen to the preacher man He can show us how it can be done To live in peace and live as one Get our names back in the book of life of the lamb Out of hopelessness we can come If people just believe it can be done 'Cause every prayer ever prayed is heard Take power in the power of the word Out of history we have come With great hatred and little room It aims to break our hearts Wreck us up and tear us all apart But if we listen to the Rasta man He can show us how it can be done To live in peace and live as one Get our names back in the book of life of the lamb Out of history we have come With great hatred and little room It aims to break our hearts Smash us up and tear us all apart But if we listen to the Rasta woman She can show us how it can be done To live in peace and live as one Get our names back in the book of life of the lamb Explain Request ×
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