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intro A, G#mi, C#mi
BI hear the drums Ebmi7/Bechoin' toG#mi7night H/F#She hears only A/Ewhispers of some E/F#quiet ConverEmaj7/G#sation A, G#mi, C#mi
She's coming in, twelve-thirty flight Moonlight wings reflect the stars that guide me toward Salvation I stopped an old man along the way Hoping to find some old forgotten words or ancient Melodies
BHe turn to Emi7/Bme as if to G#mi7say Hurry boy it's Awaiting there for you
chorus
F#mIt's gonna take a Dlot to drag me Aaway from Eyou F#mThere's nothing that a Dhundred men or Amore could ever Edo F#mI bless the Drains down in AAfriEca F#mGonna take some Dtime to do the Athings we never C#mhad E, F#mi, E/G#, A
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 seem to cure what's deep inside Frightened of this thing that I've become chorus: It's gonna take ... Hurry boy, she's waiting there for you chorus: 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 the things we never had