Howie Day - Africa

^AI hear the drums ^C#mechoing t^F#monight ^AShe hears only ^Gwhispers of some ^Bmquiet conve^F#mrsations ^{G Bm A}She's coming in ^C#mtwelve- thirty^F#m flight T^Ahe moonlit winds ^Greflect the stars that ^Bmguide me toward s^F#malvation ^{G Bm A}I stopped an ^C#mold man along the ^F#mway ^AHoping to find some o^Gld forgotten ^Bmwords or ancient ^F#mmelodies ^{G Bm A}He turned to me^C#m as if to ^F#msay Hurry boy it's ^Gwaiting there for y^Bmou

^EmIt's gonna take^C a lot to drag me^G away from ^Dyou ^EmThere's nothing that a ^Chundred men or ^Gmore could ever ^Ddo ^EmI bless the r^Cains down in ^GAfric^Da ^EmGonna take some ^Ctime to do the ^Gthings we never h^Bmad ^{D Em G Bm}

^AThe wild dogs ^C#mcry out in the^F#m night ^AAs they grow restless ^Glonging for some ^Bmsolitary c^F#mompany ^{G Bm A}I know that I^C#m must do what's ^F#mright ^ASure as Kilimangiaro r^Gises like O^Bmlympus above the Se^F#mrangetti^{G Bm A}I seek to cur^C#me what's deep in^F#mside Frightened of this ^Gthing that I've become^Bm

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