| Morning to you man
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| Morning to you love
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| Hey, I say I say
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| Africa must wake up The sleeping sons of Jacob
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| For what tomorrow may bring
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| May a better day come
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| Yesterday we were Kings
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| Can you tell me young ones
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| Who are we today
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| The black oasis
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| Ancient Africa the sacred
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| Awaken the sleeping giant
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| Science, Art is your creation
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| I dreamt that we could visit Old Kemet
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| Your history is too complex and ridig
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| For some western critics
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| They want the whole subject diminished
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| But Africa’s the origin of all the world’s religions
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| We praised bridges that carried us over
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| The battle front of Sudanic soldiers
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| The task put before us Who are we today?
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| The slums, deceases, AIDS
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| We need all that to fade
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| We cannot be afraid
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| So who are we today?
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| We are the morning after
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| The make shift youth
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| The slave ship captured
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| Our Diaspora, is the final chapter
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| The ancetral lineage built pyramids
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| Americas first immigrant
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| The Kings sons and daughters from Nile waters
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| The first architect, the first philosophers, astronomers
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| The first prophets and doctors was
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| Now can we all pray
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| Each in his own way
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| Teaching and Learning
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| And we can work it out
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| We’ll have a warm bed
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| We’ll have some warm bread
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| And shelter from the storm dread
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| And we can work it out
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| Mother Nature feeds all
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| In famine and drought
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| Tell those selfish in ways
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| Not to share us out
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| What’s a tree without root
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| Lion without tooth
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| A lie without truth
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| you hear me out
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| Africa must wake up The sleeping sons of Jacob
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| For what tomorrow may bring
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| May a better day come
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| Yesterday we were Kings
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| Can you tell me young ones
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| Who are we today
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| Ye lord
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| Africa must wake up The sleeping sons of Jacob
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| For what tomorrow may bring
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| May some more love come
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| Yesterday we were Kings
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| I’ll tell you young blood
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| This world is yours today
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| Dadyahow daali waayey, nabada diideen
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| Oo ninkii doortay dinta, waadinka dillee
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| Oo dal markii ladhiso, waadinka dunshee
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| Oo daacad ninkii damcay, waadinka dooxee
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| Dadyahow daali waayey, nabada diideen
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| Oo ninkii doortay dinta, waadinka dillee
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| Oo dal markii ladhiso, waadinka dunshee
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| Oo daacad ninkii damcay, waadinka dooxee
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| Oh ye people restless in the refusal of peace
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| and when a man chooses religion, aren’t you the one’s to kill him?
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| and when a country is built, aren’t you the one’s to tear it down?
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| and when one attempts to tell the truth, aren’t you the one’s to cut him down?
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| Who are we today?
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| Morning to you
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| Morning to you man
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| Morning to you love |