Say Africa

We crossed Zimbabwe's boarder
 Flew over the dry fields of my homeland
 Coming into Joburg the Sandron swimming pools and Soweto shacks
 Airports and railway stations stranded with a ratpack and guitar
 The languages and the places change
 And the sky has different stars
 I may be walking through the streets of a city called London
 But the dust on my boots and the rhythm of my feet and my heartbeat Say Africa
 I may be walking in the streets of a city called Amsterdam
 But the dust on my boots and the rhythm of my feet and my heartbeat
 Say Africa, Say Africa, Say Africa...
 Sticks and stones and the UN loans and passport controls
 For countries that don't exist
 It's a big world and they have their own problems everywhere
 And there's gold in that clenched fist
 People ask me where I'm from I say Mamelodi township
 In City called Tshwane meaning 'we are the same'
 I have a great friend who is a great musician
 And he's from Ebayi, near King Williams Town
 You know where Steve Biko was born
 You might have read or seen a film about Africa
 You know it's a big continent
 With the great gift of Ubuntu
 I may be walking through the streets of a city called London
 But the dust on my boots and the rhythm of my feet and my heartbeat Say Africa
 I may be walking in the streets of a city called Amsterdam
 But the dust on my boots and the rhythm of my feet and my heartbeat
 Say Africa, Say Africa, Say Africa... Africa!