Reggae Ripoff — White SF State student with dreads accused of ‘cultural appropriation’

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We’ve all heard Jimmy sing his song / We know it’s hard to get along / But one thing Jimmy Cliff don’t know / He don’t know where my ganja grow

In 1975, I wrote some song lyrics titled Reggae Ripoff. In 1976, I recorded it with Leon Glow for a band we called The Spoons. It got some local Binghamton New York airplay.

It occured to me that this might be an inapproriate time to share!

Reggae Ripoff

In Kingston town the white man come
Bring a suitcase full of rum
Soon that suitcase full of tape
Big label record to demonstrate

And it-a reggae ripoff reggae
Reggae ripoff reggae
They play the songs they want to play
And we don’t have a thing to say

In Jamaica we spend all our lives
Making music all the time
Big spliff of ganja just one dime
But righteous tokin’ still a crime

And it-a reggae ripoff reggae
Reggae ripoff reggae
They play the songs they want to play
And we don’t have a thing to say

We’ve all heard Jimmy sing his song
We know it’s hard to get along
But one thing Jimmy Cliff don’t know
He don’t know where my ganja grow

And it-a reggae ripoff reggae
Reggae ripoff reggae
They play the songs they want to play
And we don’t have a thing to say

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