| There’s a place called Africa, far, far away, whoa, woo
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| There’s a place called Africa, many miles away
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| Mama says that’s where we’re from
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| And I know she can’t be wrong
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| Take me back to Africa
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| Mama, how did I get here?
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| How did I stray?
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| Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
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| She said, «Once upon a time, my son
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| They stowed us on a ship
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| We had to work and slave each day
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| The boss, he took our pay»
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| But a brighter sun has dawned today
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| They can’t stop us, come what may
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| A time shall come for you and I
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| She bowed her head and cried, whoa, whoa
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| Mama, please don’t cry
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| There’s a place called Africa, far, far away, whoa, whoa
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| There’s a place called Africa, many miles away
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| A brighter sun has dawned today
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| They can’t stop us, come what may
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| A time shall come for you and I
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| She bowed her head and cried, whoa, whoa
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| Mama, please don’t cry
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| There’s a place called Africa, far, far away |