I hear the drums echoin’ to-night
She has only whispers of some quiet conversa — tion.
She’s coming in twelve thirty flight
The moonlight winds reflect the stars that guide me toward salva — tion.
I stopped an old man along the way
Hoping to find some old forgotten words of ancient me–lo-dies.
He turned to me as if to say,”Hurry boy it’s waiting there for you.”
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 things we never ha --d.
The wild dogs cry out in the night
As they grow restless wlonging for some solitary co —
pany.
I know that I must do what’s right
Sure as Kilimanjaro rises like Olympus above the Serenge – ti.
I seek to cure what’s deep inside, Frightened of this thing that I’ve become.
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 things we never ha --d.
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”Hurry boy it’s waiting there for you.”
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 the things we never ha --d.
