Vārdi: Sinead O'Connor. Throw Down Your Arms. Curly Locks.

Curly Locks, now that I'm a dreadlocks
Your daddy don't want you dealing with me
Curly Locks, now that I'm a dreadlocks
Your mammy don't want you dealing with me
The sun is shining, the breeze is a-blowing, too
But all I've got inside is lotsa love for you, it's true

Curly Locks, two roads before ya
Which one will be your choice?
Would really like to know that
Curly Locks, your father is a poacher
And he don't want you dealing with me
He's a baldhead, I am a congo dread
A living rastaman, who's got a lots of love for you

Curly Locks, two roads before ya
Which one will be your choice?
Would really like to know, yeah
Curly Locks, your father is a poacher
And he don't want you dealing with me
But it's alright
Thank you, thank you for the letter
It's made me feel better
Tee tah toe
That's the way it's gonna go, now

Curly Locks, two roads before ya
You pick your choice
Curly Locks, two roads before ya
You pick, you pick, you pick your choice
Curly Locks, your father is a poacher
I'm a bongo natty bongo natty bongo dread.