Still Rest My Heart - Culture

Oh what a happening, oh what a pain in this slave ship, look what’s going on

We have been robbed of our rights, and even my sister has been tricked

Oh where is the dignity and pride for our ladies

Oh it’s a shame upon our race murder!

Still rest of my heart, still rest of my heart, still rest of my heart till now

Believe me what a pain

Still rest of my heart, still rest of my heart, still rest of my heart till now.

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Can you imagine, the way the people felt traveling from home to Jamaica?

They traveled so very far, packed up in slave ships, I’m gonna name them for you

One called the Nina, one called the Pinta, the other the Santa Maria

Believe me when I say

Still rest of my heart, still rest of my heart, still rest of my heart till

Now Grand mother feel it.

Still rest of my heart.

still rest of my heart

Still rest of my heart till now

After hard days labor, they took my neighbor, place him down on his

Knees hear me now.

And then this slave master, (yes) climb on his back

And mount upon his horse.

That burns me to my heart

Still rest of my heart, still rest of my heart, still rest of my heart till

Now.

Believe me when I say.

Still rest of my heart, still rest of my heart

Still rest of my heart till now

When slave master eating and drink his wine, and beat my sister in drunkenness

Say that she’s not working, she’s getting sloppy

Yet my sister keep him clean.

What ungrateful man

Still rest of my heart, still rest of my heart, still rest of my heart till now

My sister was tricked.

Still rest of my heart, still rest of my heart, still

Rest of my heart till now

No education, no rest for the weary, all I can see is frustration, can you

Hear me when I say

Still rest of my heart, still rest of my heart, still rest of my heart till now

The agony and pain.

Still rest of my heart, still rest of my heart, still

Rest of my heart till now.

I forgive them lord but…