Who's Gonna Do It
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[Intro]

[Refrain]
Who's Gonna Do It

[Verse]
Who wants to take that first hard blow
Who wants to spend the night in jail
Who will tell them what he knows
Who will suffer if we fail
Who has a sister with some money
And will she come, will she come and pay your bail

[Verse]
Who will stand along the road
Who will block the courthouse steps
Who’ll hang the sign over the freeway
Who will fight to the last breath
Who will spend a month in prison
and still get up, still get up get up and try again

[instrumental]

[Verse]
I see you wearing the same black T
I see you are heading out again
While I tell myself a pack of lies
One more excuse to close my eyes
When will I stand, not criticize
When will I be the one that tries

[Refrain]
Who's Gonna Do It

[Refrain]
Who's Gonna Do It

[Refrain]
Who's Gonna Do It

[Instrumental]

[Verse]
Who wants to take that first hard blow
Who wants to spend the night in jail
Who will tell them what he knows
Who will suffer if we fail
Who has a sister with some money
And will she come, will she come and pay your bail

[Verse]
I see you wearing the same black T
I see you are heading out again
While I tell myself a pack of lies
One more excuse to close my eyes
When will I stand, not criticize
When will I be the one that tries

[Refrain]
Who's Gonna Do It

[Refrain]
Who's Gonna Do It

[Refrain]
Who's Gonna Do It

[Instrumental]


Who's Gonna Do It (B)

(Verse 1)
We walk barefoot on red clay roads,
Palm trees hum as the warm wind blows.
Sun rise sweet on the mangrove tide,
Oh Guinea-Bissau, we hold you with pride.

(Chorus)
Shine, Guinea-Bissau, shine like the mornin’!
Let your spirit rise, no more fallin’.
From Bafatá to Bolama shore,
You are rich in heart, you don’t need no more.
We dance in joy, we heal in truth,
With millet cake and tamarind juice.
Lift your head, let your fire grow,
Shine, Guinea-Bissau — let the whole world know!

(Verse 2)
Hear the drums speak in Balanta tongue,
Old stories rise in the voice of the young.
We plant the seeds, we bless the rains,
We carry no fear, just ancestral flame.

(Bridge)
No gold chain can buy our soul,
We got rhythm, love, and self-control.
Unity growin' in every hand,
Together we rise, we reclaim this land.

(Final Chorus)
Shine, Guinea-Bissau, shine like the mornin’!
Let your roots sing, the winds be callin’.
From the Bijagós tide to Cacheu breeze,
We rise like hope, we move with ease.
Cassava bread, hibiscus wine,
The future be ours, the stars align.
We rise as one, we make it so —
Shine, Guinea-Bissau — let the whole world know!

Ci sarà

Al Bano & Romina Power

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