Letra

Abiyoyoyoyoyo A long time ago, there lived a boy, in a village in South Africa His father bought him a guitar, boy he loved that guitar He would play it day and night, and night and day He would play chingy, chingy, chingy He would play that guitar so loud He would play chingy, chingy, chingy But the villagers would get so mad They'd say, kick that boy out of here, yeah Send him to the edge of town, let's go Never to be seen or heard from again Abiyoyoyoyoyo The boy had a father He was also known as the village magician, abracadabra Everywhere he would go, he would take out his magic wand He would make precious items disappear all over the place He would go whoop whoop, and precious items would start to disappear He would go whoop whoop, and the villagers would get so mad They'd say, kick that man out of here, yeah Send him to the edge of town, let's go Never to be seen or heard from again Abiyoyoyoyoyo But one day an evil giant by the name Abiyoyo Who lived at the top of the highest mountain Came down the mountain to feast on the fears of the villagers He ravaged the village with his thundering footsteps and his blood thirsty roar The cries of the villagers echoed even to edge of town Screaming save our children, save our women, save yourselves, Run Abiyoyoyoyoyo The boy and his father, heard the cries of the villagers, from across the edge of town So the boy grabbed his guitar, his father his magic wand, and they ran towards the giant And the boy played chingy, chingy, chingy And the giant started to dance And he played chingy, chingy, chingy And the giant danced a little bit faster And he played chingy, chingy, chingy And the giant fell to the floor from exhaustion And his father went whoop whoop And the giant started to disappear And his father went whoop whoop And the giant disappeared a little bit more And his father went whoop whoop And the giant disappeared And the villagers rejoiced, singing the praises of the father and son Singing Abiyoyoyoyoyo Abiyoyo's no more This is a story about how the magic of music can defeat the hate in our hearts This is a story about how the magic of music can defeat the giants in our lives Keep making good music the soundtrack to your lives
Writer(s): Nelson Emokpae Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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