I hear the drums echoing tonight
But she hears only whispers of some
She’s coming in twelve-thirty flight
Her moonlit wings reflect the stars
that guide me towards salvation
I stopped an old man along the way
forgotten words or ancient melo dies
He turned to me as if to say:
“Hurry boy, it’s waiting there for you”
It’s gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There’s nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa
Gonna take some time to do
The wild dogs cry out in the night
As they grow restless longing
for some solitary company
I know that I must do what’s right
Sure as Kilimanjaro rises
like Olympus above the SerengetI
I seek to cure what’s deep inside,
frightened of this thing that I’ve become
It’s gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There’s nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa
Gonna take some time to do
Hurry boy, she’s waiting there for you
It’s gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There’s nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa
I bless the rains down in Africa
I bless the rains down in Africa
I bless the rains down in Africa
I bless the rains down in Africa
Gonna take some time to do
C~m
E~G~
D
F~m
D~m
B~F~
B
A
E~F~
A~E
G~m
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