A Place Called Africa - Junior Byles

There’s a place called Africa, far, far away, whoa, woo

There’s a place called Africa, many miles away

Mama says that’s where we’re from

And I know she can’t be wrong

Take me back to Africa

Mama, how did I get here?

How did I stray?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

She said, «Once upon a time, my son

They stowed us on a ship

We had to work and slave each day

The boss, he took our pay»

But a brighter sun has dawned today

They can’t stop us, come what may

A time shall come for you and I

She bowed her head and cried, whoa, whoa

Mama, please don’t cry

There’s a place called Africa, far, far away, whoa, whoa

There’s a place called Africa, many miles away

A brighter sun has dawned today

They can’t stop us, come what may

A time shall come for you and I

She bowed her head and cried, whoa, whoa

Mama, please don’t cry

There’s a place called Africa, far, far away