Tono: G
Introducción:
Bm
I hear the drums echoing tonight
But she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation
Bm
I stopped an old man along the way
Bm
Hoping to find some long forgotten words or ancient melodies
Bm
He turned to me as if to say, ''Hurry boy, it's waiting there for you''
Em C G D
It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
Em C G D
There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
Em C G D
I bless the rains down in Afr--ica
Em C G D
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had
Bm
The wild dogs cry out in the night
As they grow restless longing for some solitary company
Em C G D
It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
Em C G D
There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
Em C G D
I bless the rains down in Afr--ica
Em C G D
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had
Bm
Hurry boy, she's waiting there for you
Em C G D
It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
Em C G D
There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
Em C G D
I bless the rains down in Afr--ica
I passed some rains down in Africa