Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Scott Bradlee's Postmodern Jukebox
Scott Bradlee's Postmodern Jukebox
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Paich
David Paich
Songwriter
Jeff Porcaro
Jeff Porcaro
Songwriter

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I hear the drums echoing tonight
But she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation
She's comin' in, 12:30 flight
The moonlit wings reflect the stars that guide me towards salvation
I stopped an old man along the way
Hopin' to find some long forgotten words or ancient melodies
He turned to me as if to say
"Hurry, boy, its's waitin' there for you"
[Verse 2]
It's gonna take a lot to take me away from you
There's nothin' that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had
[Verse 3]
The wild dogs cry out in the night
As they grow restless, longing for some solitary company
I know that I must do what's right
As sure as Kilimanjaro rises to Olympus above the Serengeti
I seek to cure what's deep inside
Frightened of this thing that I've become
[Verse 4]
It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There's nothin' that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had
[Verse 5]
It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There's nothin' that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa (I bless the rain)
I bless the rains down in Africa
It's gonna take a lot to take me away from you
There's nothin' that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rain down in Africa
Gonna take a lot to do the things we never had
Written by: David Paich, Jeff Porcaro
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