Riding High - Original - Bob Marley, The Wailers

You’ve been riding

You’ve been riding quite a while, child

(keep on riding, keep on riding)

You’ve been jiving

Like a peacock, that’s your style

(keep on jiving), ooh (keep on jiving)

Now I remember the days in school

There wasn’t a time when you didn’t treat me cruel

Ooh, wait till I get my hooks on you

I’ll show you what a fisherman can do

You’re riding

Been riding quite a while, child

(keep on riding, keep on riding)

You’ve been jiving

Like a peacock, that’s your style

(keep on jiving), ooh-wee (keep on jiving)

I say now, you always try to hurt me in the end

In the presence of all our good, good friends

But the patient man always win

Now I’ll just wait till you give in

You’ve been riding

You’ve been riding quite a while

(keep on riding), keep on, ride (keep on riding)

You’ve been jiving

Like a peacock, that’s your style

(keep on jiving …), ooh-wee, alright (… on jiving)

At Christmas, more like an Easter bunny

Just like a rabbit, you’re always on the run

But wait till I get my trap on you

I’ll see where you gonna run to

Wait till I get my trap on you

Then I’ll see where you gonna run to

You’ve been riding

You’ve been riding quite a while

(keep on riding), keep on, ride (keep on riding)

You’ve been jiving

Like a peacock, that’s your style

(keep on jiving), ooh-wee (keep on jiving)

(So riding on my own) I need your love tonight

(Riding on my own) A-when you hold me right