Song Description
Man is sentenced to a life of hard labor for a crime that he didn't commit. But he has committed other crimes, therefore he says he says he didn't do it, but his is not the back of an innocent man.
Mix in love/regret tale, he intended to correct his ways, and return to his love. But got caught on the way home, ironically for a crime he didn't commit
| Song Length |
5:00 |
Genre |
World - Reggae/Caribbean |
| Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Subject |
Regret, Protest |
Similar Artists |
Bob Marley And The Wailers |
| Language |
English |
| |
Lyrics
Yes, I've had great love in wheat fields
I left walking for the truth
Yes, I've made bread in alleyways
Kept one step ahead and clean
I wasn't there that day
My fingers pressed a letter to you
Some say the things that you don't do
Catch up with the things you do
These rocks are made to break hands open
For a crime that I did not do
But the pain that cracks me now is due
Mine's not the back of an innocent man
I lived my days till I had enough
I took the road back to find you
But some jokers work who got away
Caught up with me this time too soon
I wasn't there that day
My fingers pressed a letter to you
Some say the things that you don't do
Catch up with the things you do
chorus