All Jacob odda kids, guys an wahines, go by him fo try help um come good inside. But he no like lissen dem. He tell, “No way. Bumbye wen I go down da Mahke Peopo Place, I still goin stay cry fo my boy.” An he stay sad inside lidat, long time.
I tink lidis: “Eh! How come I stay all bum out inside? How come I stay moan?! Mo betta I wait fo God help me! Cuz you know wat? I goin get good tings fo tell Bout him still yet! Him, he da God fo me, An he stay get me outa trouble.”
I tink lidis: “Eh! How come I stay all bum out inside? How come I stay moan?! Mo betta I wait fo God help me! Cuz you know wat? I still goin get Good tings fo tell bout him! Him, he da God fo me, An he stay get me outa trouble.”
I tink lidis: “Eh! No need I stay All bum out inside! No need I stay moan! Cuz God, him da One I wait fo, Fo help me! Cuz you know wat? I get mo plenny good tings Fo tell bout him! Him, he da God fo me, An he erytime get me outa trouble.”
From da mos far place on top dis earth I yell fo you help me Weneva I feel all bum out An weak inside. Show me wea fo go Fo hide on top one big rock Dat stay mo importan den me,