I Killed the Barber

The gift of Jah is eternal life!
 Still Tom, the Piper's son take the barbers life!
 Everyone going around, sayin' they know who shot the barber
 I know who shot the barber!
 It was Tom, Tom, the Piper's son, I tell you, say
 (.my dream last night was about Ali Baba.)
 Tom, Tom, the Piper's son
 Shot the barber and away he run
 He run away as I would say
 And a-nothing weh did-a hide, for everyone know that
 Everywhere you go, you hear people say
 Tom shot the Barber, over there you hear they say
 Tom shot the Barber
 The young know that, the old know that
 Everyone know that, they say
 Tom shot the barber, him shot the barber
 Tom shot the barber, him shot the barber
 Tom shot the barber, him shot the barber
 Tom shot the barber, him shot the barber
 He pulled a .38 from his waist last night
 He rode through the valley with his pistol by his side, yeah
 Tom shot the barber, him shot the barber
 Tom shot the barber, him shot the barber
 Tom shot the barber, him shot the barber
 Tom shot the barber, the Ali Baba
 He rode through the valley with a .38 in his waist, yeah
 He pulled the .38 from his waist and shot the barber, yeah
 I says Tom shot the barber, him shot the barber
 Tom shot the barber, him shot the barber - mercy, ya!
 So he'd leave a Natty Dread to grow, as I would say
 So Natty Dread just a flourish inna earth
 This day as I would tell you say
 Yea, yea, hear I now!
 Have you any wool? Have you any wool?
 (.my dream last night was about Ali Baba.)
 Tom, Tom, the Piper's son
 Shot the barber and away he run
 Look at that and Tom was a baldhead
 And he should love the barber
 'Cause he's also a baldhead
 Now look at that, let me tell you, say
 Tom shot the barber and he's a baldhead
 And the barber is a baldhead
 I said him leave the Natty Dread, fe flourish now
 Leave Natty Dread, ah, fe flourish now
 Leave Natty Dread, fe, fe flourish now
 Leave Natty Dread, fe, fe flourish now
 Pulled a .38 out from his waist last night, I tell ya
 And he shot the barber in his head, I tell ya, last night, yeah
 Tom shot the barber!
 Ah! And listen to this
 Dreadlocks, a Natty Dreadlocks!
 Have you any wool? Have you any wool?
 Yes-I, Natty yes-I
 Me have me tam ya full Me have me tam ya full
 A natty yes-I
 Me have me tam ya full.