Forty Years Behind The Box

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Verse

Mi was twenty-three when mi start dis ting
Same age as mi son a now, an him seem young to mi
Mi did tink mi did know everyt'ing already
Mi did know nutten, an dat was di best part
Forty year later mi know a likkle more
Enough fi know how much mi still nuh know
Dem seh experience mek yuh confident
Experience mek mi careful, dat different

Chorus

Forty years behind di box
Same corner, same hand, same night
Forty years behind di box
Mi nuh go nowhere, mi just stay
Forty years behind di box
An di week still come round Friday

Verse

Mi watch di music change bout six time
Every time somebody tell mi seh it dead
Roots dead, dancehall dead, di sound dead
Di lawn dead, di dance dead, everyt'ing dead
An every Friday four hundred people turn up
To di dead ting, inna di dead lawn, wid di dead music
Mi nuh argue wid nobody bout it no more
Mi just set up di box dem an mi wait

Chorus

Forty years behind di box
Same corner, same hand, same night
Forty years behind di box
Mi nuh go nowhere, mi just stay
Forty years behind di box
An di week still come round Friday

Bridge

People ask mi weh mi proudest of
Dem expect mi fi seh a show, a crowd, a tune
Mi proudest of di Fridays mi never want fi go
Di ones weh mi did tired, sick, broke, sad
An mi set up anyway an mi play anyway
Bout two hundred of dem inna forty year
Dat a di whole job, right deh
Anybody can play when dem feel like it

Chorus

Forty years behind di box
Same corner, same hand, same night
Forty years behind di box
Mi nuh go nowhere, mi just stay

Outro

An di week
Still come round
Friday