3 O'Clock Roadblock
The Wailers Lyrics


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(Do do do do-do do do!
Do do do do-do do do!
I rebel music
I rebel music)
Why can't we roam (oh-oh-oh-oh) this open country? (Open country)
Oh, why can't we be what we wanna be? (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
We want to be free (wanna be free)
Three o'clock roadblock curfew
And I've got to throw away
Yes, I've got to throw away
A yes-a, but I've got to throw away
My little herb stalk!

I (rebel music) yeah, I'm tellin' you!
(I) I rebel music (rebel music) Oh-ooh!

Take my soul (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
And suss and suss me out (suss me out) Oh-ooh!
Check my life (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
If I am in doubt (I'm in doubt) I'm tellin'
Three o'clock roadblock roadblock roadblock
And "Hey, Mr. Cop! Ain't got no (hey) hey! (Hey, Mr Cop)
(What ya sayin' down there?) (hey) hey! (Hey, Mr Cop)
Ain't got no birth certificate on me now"

(I rebel music)
(I rebel music)
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
(Open country)
(Oh-oh-oh)

(Do do do!)
I (rebel music) yeah, I'm tellin' you!
(I) I rebel music (rebel music)

Oh-ooh! Take my soul (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
And suss and suss me out (suss me out) Oh-ooh!
Check my life (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
If I am in doubt (I'm in doubt) I'm tellin'
Three o'clock roadblock roadblock roadblock
And "Hey, Mr. Cop! Ain't got no (hey) hey! (Hey, Mr Cop)




(What ya sayin' down there?) (hey) hey! (Hey, Mr Cop)
Ain't got no birth certificate on me now"

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of The Wailers' "Road Block Dub" express the frustration and anger of Jamaican citizens who cannot freely move around their own country due to government-imposed curfews and restrictions. The song conveys the message that individuals should be able to live their lives as they desire, without interference or regulation from authority figures. The refrain "I rebel music" highlights the idea of resistance to these restrictions, and suggests that music can be a powerful tool for sparking this rebellion.


The line "Three o'clock roadblock curfew" specifically references the practice of imposing curfews at a specific time of day, which was common in Jamaica during periods of political unrest in the 1970s. The lyrics also touch on the issue of police harassment, as the singer of the song is stopped and forced to throw away his "little herb stalk." The repeated refrain of "Hey, Mr. Cop" further emphasizes this theme.


Line by Line Meaning

Do do do do-do do do!
The song starts with a humming sound to set the mood.


I rebel music
The artist is singing rebel music to encourage people to fight against oppression peacefully.


I rebel music
The artist is still singing rebel music to act as a call to arms for listeners to fight against injustice.


Why can't we roam (oh-oh-oh-oh) this open country? (Open country)
The artist is asking why they cannot enjoy the freedom to move around and enjoy the open countryside without restrictions or oppression.


Oh, why can't we be what we wanna be? (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
The artist questions why people cannot be whatever they want to be or have the freedom to express themselves without being judged and oppressed.


We want to be free (wanna be free)
The artist is calling for freedom from oppression, judgement, and restrictions for everyone.


Three o'clock roadblock curfew
The artist is highlighting a particular time when restrictions are placed on free movement to control the people.


And I've got to throw away
The artist is talking about discarding something valuable, likely a weed or herb they use to relax.


Yes, I've got to throw away
The artist emphasizes the compulsion to discard the valuable herb and the accompanying frustration likely caused by the restriction of their freedom.


A yes-a, but I've got to throw away
The artist resignedly accepts the loss of a valuable herb (likely Marijuana) despite the pain it may have caused them.


My little herb stalk!
The artist is expressing their frustration at losing their precious weed that they use for relaxation.


Take my soul (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
The artist is urging the listeners to take their soul or identity to show that no one can control their actions.


And suss and suss me out (suss me out) Oh-ooh!
The artist is asking to be scrutinized up-close, so people can understand them better without judging them based on their looks, skin color, or behavior.


Check my life (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
The artist is asking people to examine and understand his life better and considers this an avenue for people to learn more about life.


If I am in doubt (I'm in doubt) I'm tellin'
The artist is emphasising that they prefer clarity and honesty as they share their doubts with the listeners.


And "Hey, Mr. Cop! Ain't got no (hey) hey! (Hey, Mr Cop)
The artist is asking law enforcement officers to proceed with caution and not to engage in harassment like checking people's documents without reason.


(What ya sayin' down there?) (hey) hey! (Hey, Mr Cop)
The artist wants to engage in dialogue with the police officer, which shows a desire to communicate and resolve the issue peacefully.


Ain't got no birth certificate on me now"
The artist does not have a document or proof of his identity, likely because it has been lost or taken away, highlighting again how the system restricts and deprives people of their rights and freedoms.


(Do do do!)
The song ends with the same humming tune to bring the track to a close.




Lyrics ยฉ Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Aston Barrett, Hugh Peart

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@garnetnewton-wade4091

"Rebel Music (3 O'Clock Roadblock)"

(Do do do do-do do do!
Do do do do-do do do!
I rebel music
I rebel music.)
Why can't we roam (oh-oh-oh-oh) this open country? (open country)
Oh, why can't we be what we wanna be? (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
We want to be free. (wanna be free)

3 o'clock roadblock - curfew
And I've got to throw away -
Yes, I've got to throw away -
A yes-a, but I've got to throw away
My little herb stalk!

I (rebel music) - yeah, I'm tellin' you! -
(I) I rebel music (rebel music). Oh-ooh!

Take my soul (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
And suss - and suss me out (suss me out). Oh-ooh!
Check my life (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
If I am in doubt (I'm in doubt); I'm tellin':
3 o'clock roadblock - roadblock - roadblock
And "Hey, Mr. Cop! Ain't got no - (hey) hey! (hey, Mr Cop) -
(What ya sayin' down there?) - (hey) hey! (hey, Mr Cop) -
Ain't got no birth certificate on me now."

(I rebel music)
(I rebel music)
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
(Open country)
(Oh-oh-oh)

(Do do do!)
I (rebel music) - yeah, I'm tellin' you! -
(I) I rebel music (rebel music)

Oh-ooh! Take my soul (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
And suss - and suss me out (suss me out). Oh-ooh!
Check my life (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
If I am in doubt (I'm in doubt); I'm tellin':
3 o'clock roadblock - roadblock - roadblock
And "Hey, Mr. Cop! Ain't got no - (hey) hey! (hey, Mr Cop) -
(What ya sayin' down there?) - (hey) hey! (hey, Mr Cop) -
Ain't got no birth certificate on me now."



All comments from YouTube:

@raulcvaladez3361

From 1980 to 2024 still listening to the great bob marley ..never stop till the almighty calls me home

@langcampus_youtube

The movie comes out Feb 15

@mickymouse8970

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@badiraha

I strain to put into words the shared beauty of how these lyrics captured the group and individual oppression that people across the planet were experiencing 50 years ago giving hope and power through rebellion and struggle that many of us still embrace and embody in our lives today.

@user-zv4ji9gs2u

The organ on this track absolutely wicked.

@markepsteen5718

I had the natty dread album 45 years ago. Listened and sang along.
3 oclock roadblock ~ curfew

I was way ahead of my time.

@gato0082

๐Ÿ™‹ โฃ๏ธ โœจ โœจ โœจ Take my soul & suss me out, ck my life, if I'm in doubt ๐Ÿ™โœจโœ๏ธโœก๏ธโœก๏ธhey Mr. Cop ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚they RI. Behind me now.... & BTW they use to always do road block bout ๐Ÿ•’ said way in ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ฒ ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ฒ ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ฒ years after Mr. MARLEY SING BOUT IT... A real thg that โฃ๏ธ๐Ÿ˜’๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿ˜จ

@douglasbrown1194

Yeah in Jamaica back in the 70s use to be a lot of road blocks but mainly for the Rastafarians and tourists because the police knows they got the Ganja, the police there are very corrupt, if you pay them off with the money they ask for then you can go on your way.

@stuartjohnson7967

No ya wasnโ€™t. Ya Mother introduced you to this music. Letโ€™s get it right mateโ€ฆ.!!!

@williamgomes1736

mans respect im not even half your age

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