Rolling Calf

Chain a drag, chain a drag Chain a drag, chain a drag Stranger, when yuh walk past di cotton tree Past di old sugar works where di bats fly free Two red eye a burn like coal inna di cane Big as a bull, and it a call yuh by name Wicked butcher dead and him soul never rest Now him roll through Clarendon, seeking who it test Chain a drag, chain a drag Chain a drag, chain a drag Nuh run pon di road, it can smell when yuh fear Crickets stop singing when di beast get near Pocket full a rice, so yuh fling it pon di ground It must stop and count every grain weh it found One by one by di light of it eye Yuh have till di cock crow fi tell it goodbye One grain Two grain Three grain Yuh still deh yah? Move! Old man Barrett seh him only wan drink Laugh at di story, never stop fi think Dem find him two shoes side by side pon di track And a long iron link, and him never come back Chain a drag, chain a drag Chain a drag, chain a drag Yuh hear dat? A nuh di wind.