About the Song
“Buffalo Soldier” by Bob Marley is a timeless classic that captures the essence of reggae music while delivering a powerful message of resilience and identity. Released posthumously in 1983 as part of the album “Confrontation,” this song stands as a testament to Marley’s musical prowess and social consciousness.
The title, “Buffalo Soldier,” carries historical weight, referencing the African American soldiers who fought during the Indian Wars in the late 19th century. Marley masterfully incorporates this historical narrative into a broader theme of struggle and perseverance.
From the moment the iconic guitar riff kicks in, listeners are transported into Marley’s world of infectious rhythms and soulful melodies. His smooth vocals, infused with passion and conviction, carry the weight of the song’s profound lyrics.
“Buffalo Soldier” is not just a song; it’s a cultural landmark. Its message of resilience and defiance resonates with audiences of all ages, reminding us of the power of music to inspire and uplift.
Decades after its release, “Buffalo Soldier” remains as relevant as ever, a testament to the enduring legacy of Bob Marley and his impact on music and society. It’s a song that continues to captivate listeners with its timeless groove and powerful message, solidifying Marley’s place as a true musical legend.
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Lyric
Buffalo Soldier, dreadlock RastaThere was a Buffalo SoldierIn the heart of AmericaStolen from Africa, brought to AmericaFighting on arrival, fighting for survivalI mean it, when I analyze the stenchTo me, it makes a lot of senseHow the dreadlock Rasta was the Buffalo SoldierAnd he was taken from Africa, brought to AmericaFighting on arrival, fighting for survivalSaid he was a Buffalo Soldier, dreadlock RastaBuffalo Soldier, in the heart of AmericaIf you know your historyThen you would know where you coming fromThen you wouldn’t have to ask meWho the heck do I think I amI’m just a Buffalo SoldierIn the heart of AmericaStolen from Africa, brought to AmericaSaid he was fighting on arrivalFighting for survivalSaid he was a Buffalo SoldierWin the war for AmericaSaid he, woe yoy yoy, woe yoy yoy yoyWoe yoy yoy yo, yoy yoy yoy yoWoe yoy yoy, woe yoy yoy yoyWoe yoy yoy yo, yoy yoy yoy yoBuffalo Soldier, troddin’ through the land woahSaid he wanna ran, then you wanna handTroddin’ through the land, yeah, yeahSaid he was a Buffalo SoldierWin the war for AmericaBuffalo Soldier, dreadlock RastaFighting on arrival, fighting for survivalDriven from the mainlandTo the heart of the CaribbeanSinging, woe yoy yoy, woe yoy yoy yoyWoe yoy yoy yo, yoy yoy yoy yoWoe yoy yoy, woe yoy yoy yoyWoe yoy yoy yo, yoy yoy yoy yoTroddin’ through San JuanIn the arms of AmericaTroddin’ through Jamaica, a Buffalo SoldierFighting on arrival, fighting for survivalBuffalo Soldier, dreadlock RastaWoe yoy yoy, woe yoy yoy yoyWoe yoy yoy yo, yoy yoy yoy yoWoe yoy yoy, woe yoy yoy yoyWoe yoy yoy yo, yoy yoy yoy yo