Henry the herbalist Songtext

von Dubplate 48

Henry was a shepherd in my hometown,where I was raised and used to live.Well known for this two strong arms and the smile that he used to give.Planting herbs and spices on the ground,picking the fruits from high above.Always a helping hand for everyone and a glass of wine for all.His so called friends asked him for more and more and more,take everything for free.They never gave back what they had received ,never payed for his energy.Nothing ever changes,everytime the same lies and the same feelings.So let's rearange this with true love and righteousness.Henry grew a tree of sinsemilla,more than seven feet high.No idea of what he had grown,but every youth did see and try.He loved the leaf and the smell and the size of this herb,and the youth did,too.But herbsman take care ,if your friends would know ,they would imprison you.