Pakit MT, Heart Full

Mi wake up, sun a bake mi face

Check fi a dollar – nuh trace

Pocket empty like a dry well

But mi nose smell mango from next door yard – well

Mi climb di fence, nuh make nuh noise

One ripe mango, sweet like boy’s toys

Mi bite it, juice run down to mi toe

If nuh have cash, a creativity fi flow

(Backing vocal: “ Flow, man, flow!”)

Pocket empty, but heart full (Yeah!)

Di whole a Jamaica know di rule (Yu zeet!)

Nuh have a cent fi buy a bun

But mi still a walk like mi a di only one

Pocket empty, but di sun still shine

Mi borrow a lighter, mi borrow a wine

Tonight a party in di yard – bring yuhself

Poverty never stop di wealth

Mi see mi ex-girl walk past wid a bag

She buy new shoe from di Kingston drag

She look at mi like mi is a flea

Mi wave and seh: “ Still love yuh, but yuh nuh love me – free”

She roll her eye, she continue a walk

Mi laugh to miself and start fi talk “ Di money nuh make di man – is di man make di joke”

Den mi step in a puddle, but mi never choke

(Backing vocal: “ Nuh choke, nuh choke!”)

Pocket empty, but heart full (Yeah!)

Di whole a Jamaica know di rule (Yu zeet!)

Nuh have a cent fi buy a bun

But mi still a walk like mi a di only one

(Horns: DAT-DAT-DAT!)

(Spoken in Patois, slow and wise) “ Dem ask mi: ‘ How yuh happy when yuh broke?’

Mi seh: ‘ Broke is a feeling, not a fact.

Di richest man mi know – him can’t sleep at night.

Mi sleep like a baby… under a streetlight.’”

(Chuckle) “ Yeah, man.”

(Band drop – organ swell, then groove)

Pocket empty, but heart full! (Full up!)

No need fi di bank, mi trust di pull (di natural pull)

Mi beg a likkle dumpling from di lady next door

She gi mi two – mi seh “ Mi love yuh more”

(Spoken ad-lib: “ Mi love yuh MORNING more!” – laughter)

Empty pocket, but di moon a shine

Tonight a party – line up di wine

Come wid yuhself, come wid yuh smile

Poverty nuh criminal – it’s just a style

(Toasting, fading) “ A so di poor man live…

Mango a tree, love a free, sleep a luxury.

Pocket empty… but watch di step –

Still a dance… still a dance…”