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