Buffalo Soldier Songtext
von Yannick Noah

Buffalo soldier, dreadlocked rasta
Buffalo Soldier in the heart of America
Stolen from Africa, brought to America
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival

I mean it, when I analyse the stench
To me it makes a lot of sense
How the dreadlocked rasta was a Buffalo Soldier

Taken from Africa, brought to America
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival
Said it was a Buffalo Soldier, dreadlocked Rasta
Buffalo Soldier in the heart of America

If you know your history
Then you would know where you′re coming from
Then you wouldn't have to ask me
Who the ′eck do you think I am

I'm just a Buffalo Soldier in the heart of America
I was stolen from Africa, brought to America
Said he was fighting on arrival, fighting for survival
Buffalo Soldier, in the war for America


Said he, woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy
Woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy

Buffalo Soldier troddin' through the land, yeah
Said he want to ran and then you want a hand
Troddin′ through the land, yeah

You know your history
So now you know where you come from

If you know your history
Then you would know where you′re coming from
Then you wouldn't have to ask me
Who the ′eck do you think I am

I'm just a Buffalo Soldier in the war for America
Stolen from Africa, brought to America
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival
Buffalo Soldier

Trodding through San Juan, in the arms of America
Trodding through Jamaica, a Buffalo Soldier

Woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy
Woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy