| Elephants strayed far from their herds
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| Leathery skinned
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| Leathery skinned
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| Leathery skinned
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| Their swinging trunks
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| And ears of felt
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| Down on the veldt
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| A moonbeam stole
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| Along each tusk
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| And then I sang to the boys
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| Hey boys, hey boys, hey boys
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| Hey boys, hey boys, hey boys
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| Branches made of ivory
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| That seems to fly
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| Leathery skinned
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| Leathery skinned
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| Leathery skinned
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| Their swinging trunks
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| And ears of felt
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| Down on the veldt
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| A moonbeam stole
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| Along each tusk
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| And then I sang to the girls
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| Hey girls, hey girls, hey girls
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| Hey girls, hey girls, hey girls
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| Rhythm time away
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| Tam, tam, tam…
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| Rhythm time away
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| Tam, tam, tam…
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| Branches side, branches side lining my face
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| Branches side, branches side lining my face
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| In africa once a black woman, a black man
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| In africa once a black woman, a black man
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| Hunters at home
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| They curl up the bare
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| Soles of their feet
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| While they’re singing
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| Massacre songs with all this little sounds, baby
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| Branches side, branches side lining my face
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| Branches side, branches side lining my face
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| Branches side, branches side lining my face
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| Hey boys, hey boys, hey boys
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| Hey boys, hey boys, hey boys
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| Hey girls, hey girls, hey girls
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| Hey girls, hey girls, hey girls
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| Branches side, branches side lining my face
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| Branches side, branches side lining my face |