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Joseph rode in on a beam of light

Stray dogs to welcome him, fights, corrugate cathedrals

The sight of the pilgrims going nowhere in millions of cars

Lagos a dream in the distance

For promises he'd made behind

Where there was no harvest

But he missed the sky and its circus

And countless the stars

In Africa, the rivers are perfectly deep and beautifully wide

In Africa, the Mothers will sing you to sleep

And say "It's alright, child, it's alright"

In Africa, we dance in the water and hold each other so tight

In Africa, the Mothers will sing you to sleep

And say "It's alright, child, it's alright"

Joseph rode in on a beam of light

Dreamed of his queen by his side

There'll be a beautiful sunset

And you'll be a beautiful bride