Burning Spear - African Teacher Lyrics
Get the lyrics to the song: African Teacher by Burning Spear at LyricsKeeper.com.
African Teacher
| African Teacher Lyrics |
|---|
What Are The Lyrics For African Teacher By Burning Spear?
Teach me, teach me, teach me, teach me, teacher
Teach I and I Amharic teacher Teach me, teach me, teach me, teach me, teacher Teach I and I African teacher I never be late, I always early I never absent I always present That's why I and I nah sit down inna no back bench Natty like to be bright, bright, bright So bright, bright, bright, bright So bright African teaching is a part of I and I Culture o yes part of I and I Teach me, teach me, teach me, teach me, teacher Teach I and I Amharic teacher I admit we go to school But we never finish Not until we reach upon The soil of Africa, where in I and I can be taught by African teachers O yes I and I can be taught by African teachers Teach me, teach me, teach me, teach me, teacher Teach I and I Amharic teacher Teach me, teach me, teach me, teach me, teacher Teach I and I Amharic teacher O right teach I and I and I Amharic I like to be taught by African, African teacher So right, natty like to be bright so bright So bright so bright brighter bright Bright natty bright natty bright natty bright So bright natty like to be taught by African teacher Teacher Teach natty Amharic teacher Is a part of I and I So right natty Teacher, Amharic teacher, African teacher Teach I and I and I and I Amharic teacher Teach I and I and I and I natty like to be bright so bright I and I |
Who Wrote African Teacher By Burning Spear?
Winston Rodney
|
What's The Duration Of The African Teacher By Burning Spear?The duration of African Teacher is 3:59 minutes and seconds. |
More Lyrics
0 | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | A | B | C | D | E | F | G | H | I | J | K | L | M | N | O | P | Q | R | S | T | U | V | W | X | Y | Z
Lyrics Of The Day
- Natascia Diaz: Old Folks The old folks don't talk much…
- Jon Bryant: Evening Sun All the colors of the evening sun…
- Afro-Blues Quintet + 1: Shop Around When I became of age my mother called me to her side…
- John Brown's Body: Over the River Time stains like red wine…
- Daniel Boone: Beautiful Sunday Sunday morning, up with the lark…