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African Sun
by Ola Onabulé
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AFRICAN SUN
Ola Onabule © 1997
VERSE 1
Once a man with a dream of a life for himself and his family
Travelled far, travelled rough, travelled light, to a place of inequity
Contending on his own, Surviving every battle for his soul
One day his going home, till then he'll do the best he can.
CHORUS
Building hope, feeling doubt
Needing love, but strong with out
How hearts burn, just to stand
Proud under African sun
VERSE 2
Now a man who is drained of all reason and all rationality
Stays applied to the course though he knows it has no functionality
While on his hands and knees, deflecting every thought of what is true
In every pain he sees, reaffirmation of his dues
CHORUS
MID 8
He'll make this thing, confound their whims
propel his life towards the brink
He'll wear a crown to hide the frown
return to find nothing grows under Africa's sun
but sure they'll be singing
Welcome home African son
ile labo simi ise re
CHORUSES OUT
AFRICAN SUN
Ola Onabule © 1997
VERSE 1
Once a man with a dream of a life for himself and his family
Travelled far, travelled rough, travelled light, to a place of inequity
Contending on his own, Surviving every battle for his soul
One day his going home, till then he'll do the best he can.
CHORUS
Building hope, feeling doubt
Needing love, but strong with out
How hearts burn, just to stand
Proud under African sun
VERSE 2
Now a man who is drained of all reason and all rationality
Stays applied to the course though he knows it has no functionality
While on his hands and knees, deflecting every thought of what is true
In every pain he sees, reaffirmation of his dues
CHORUS
MID 8
He'll make this thing, confound their whims
propel his life towards the brink
He'll wear a crown to hide the frown
return to find nothing grows under Africa's sun
but sure they'll be singing
Welcome home African son
ile labo simi ise re
CHORUSES OUT
