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I hear the drums echoing tonight She hears only whispers of some quiet conversa - tion​ She's coming in twelve thirty flight the moonlit wings Reflect the stars that guide me toward salva-tion ​ I stopped an old man along the way Hoping to find some long forgotten words or ancient melo-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 had ​ The wild dogs cry out in the night As they grow restless longing for some solitary compa-ny ​ I know that I must do what's right As 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

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 had ​

​ 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 had ​