Cookie Jar

According to the fields, I an I got to defend I man youths them meals
Off springs coming from my line everytime

Chorus:
Cookie afi in a me cookie jar
Or else hunger and me youths dem ago war
To get the cookie me a travel near and far
Cause I no want them and poverty to spar

Anytime the jar reach at the half mark
Me daughter Kimong she a wrath and talk
Wait until it reach at the three quarter
You must hear the voice of the one Sheena
Although me a face economic crisis
Me still make some preparation for baby Isis
When papers fi run beg you do, don't hold it back
Make me set up me youths in a shares and stocks

Chorus

As a Rastaman who knows what life is worth
From the rising of the sun me afi get up and work
All because of my youths me push a special effort
Occasionally the jar will run empty
One or two weeks the longest, can't be three
So me baby's mothers them always see with me
Cause them know that them pickney got a serious daddy
And me jar afi have a cookie every time

Chorus

Make a little tracks and go east St Thomas
Sit down and reason with my brethren Jonny Nash
Map a little strategy to earn some cash
All because of we life and responsibility
Fi plan fi we youths that a we greatest hobby
Me a talk bout Isis and him a talk about Lafi Man fi know we youths them a first priority
So we jar afi have a cookie every time

Produced by B. Dixon for Digital B Productions
Recorded and mixed at Digital B Studios, Kingston, Jamaica
Lyrics by Fitz Cotterell & C. Graham