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Yah man… Tune in…
I wake up with the sun in my eyes,
No gold, no chains, but I feel so high.
No job, no plan, just the sky above,
I walk with the wind, I live for love.
Broke but flying, up in the sky,
No money in my pocket, but I still get by.
No rules, no cage, no weight on me,
I’m broke, but brother, I’m truly free.
People run fast, chasing the dream,
But I just float down the reggae stream.
No bills, no boss, no fancy car,
Just a beat-up bike and my old guitar.
Broke but flying, up in the sky,
No money in my pocket, but I still get by.
No rules, no cage, no weight on me,
I’m broke, but brother, I’m truly free.
Some say I’m lazy, some say I’m mad,
But I smile with the little I have.
Freedom’s a treasure, not found in gold,
It’s in every song and story told.
Broke but flying, up in the sky,
No money in my pocket, but I still get by.
No chains, no pain, just let it be,
No riches, no worries – just me being me.
You know…
They say you need money to be happy,
But I’ve seen people with full pockets and empty hearts.
Me?
I got the sky,
I got the wind,
I got time — and no one telling me what to do with it.
I may be broke…
But my soul’s not for sale.
No cage, no chain,
Just rhythm, breath… and freedom.
And that, my friend...
That’s worth more than gold.