Intro: F C Am x 2

G I hear the drums D/F# echoing to-Em night
But Em/D she hears only F whispers
of some C quiet conver-Em sa-F tion C Am

G She’s coming in, D/F# twelve-thirty Em flight
The Em/D moonlit wings re-F flect
the stars that C guide me towards sal-Em va-F tion C Am

G I stopped an D/F# old man along the Em way
Em/D Hoping to find some F old forgotten
C words or ancient Em melo-F dies C Am
G He turned to D/F# me as if to Em say,
“Hurry, boy, it’s F waiting there for you” C Am

Dm It’s gonna take a Bb lot to drag me a-F way from C you
Dm There’s nothing that a Bb hundred men or F more could ever C do
Dm I bless the Bb rains down in F Afri-C ca
Dm Gonna take some Bb time to do the F things we never
Am had C Dm – C Ooh

Inter: F C Am x 2

G The wild dogs D/F# cry out in the Em night
As Em/D they grow restless, F longing for some
C solitary Em compa-F ny C Am

G I know that D/F# I must do what’s Em right
Sure as Em/D Kilimanjaro F rises like
O-C lympus above the Em Serenge-F ti C Am
G I seek to D/F#cure what’s deep in-Em side
Frightened of this F thing that I’ve become C Am

Dm It’s gonna take a Bb lot to drag me a-F way from C you
Dm There’s nothing that a Bb hundred men or F more could ever C do
Dm I bless the Bb rains down in F Afri-C ca
Dm Gonna take some Bb time to do the F things we never
Am had C Dm – C Ooh

Inter: F C Am x 2

Instr: G D/F# Em Em/D F C Em F C Am

G D/F# Em
…Hurry, boy, she’s F waiting there for you C Am

Dm It’s gonna take a Bb lot to drag me a-F way from C you
Dm There’s nothing that a Bb hundred men or F more could ever C do
Dm I bless the Bb rains down in F Afri-C ca
Dm Gonna take some Bb time to do the F things we never
Am had C Dm – C Ooh

Outro: F C Am x 2