Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Steve Kekana
Steve Kekana
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Russell Kramer
Russell Kramer
Songwriter

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
In 1925, a bushman came alive
Taught himself to shoot with the bow and arrow
His will to stay alive
Was burning him inside
Day by day, he'd hunt and search on wildlife
[Chorus]
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
The bushman
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
The bushman
He fights like a man should do
He strives like a man should do
He never cries
He never lies
He's just a simple man
[Verse 2]
He lives under a tree
Hides himself and sleeps
His mind is tuned to be aware of danger
He never makes mistakes
Survival is his way
At night he plays a song on the wooden kalimba
[Chorus]
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
The bushman
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
The bushman
He fights like a man should do
He strives like a man should do
He never cries
He never lies
He's just a simple man
[Verse 3]
All he wants to be is friendly
But nobody understands him
He's never seen the world he's living in
It makes me so sad
[Chorus]
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
The bushman
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
The bushman
Written by: Russell Kramer
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out

Loading...