Rotin Lyrics & Chords By Janka Nabay And The Bubu Gang

Eh Ernest, Papa Ernest
Ernest Koroma
President of Salone
Eh, Ernest, Papa Ernest
Ernest Koroma
President of Salone
When I go with bubu music abroad
My people don't even help me
Some white people take this music
And take it right up there
And when they finish
They bring me down the mountain
Mountain, Mountain, Mountain, Valley
Which kind of trouble these people are giving me?
Mountain, Mountain, Mountain, Valley
Which kind of hard times am I seeing?
Mountain, Mountain, Mountain, Valley
They are looking at me like they don't even know me.
Mountain, Mountain, Mountain, Valley
And this, our people of Salone don't help our children.
A Letter, A Letter, A Letter, I'm writing a
letter to Sierra Leone
The breeze fly with my feather - the feather that the eagle gives to me
And the eagle broke my pot that I used to go fetch water with
And this pot is given to me by the termites
The termites ate my walking stick - the walking stick that Bomo gave me
And Bomo ate my bird - the bird that I killed down the valley
Man, I ain't got shit!