By the rivers of Babylon
Where I sat down
There I wept
When I remembered Zion
There on the poplars
I broke my guitar
Because my tormentors required songs
Songs of where I'm from
Songs of where I'm from
Oh songs of Zion
If I forget U oh Jah
May both my hands wither
And may my mouth freeze
If I forget how I knelt at your feet.
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