Africa piano leadsheet with chords

I hear the drums echoin' tonight.

She hears only whispers of some quiet conversation.

She's coming in, twelve thirty flight.

as Moonlit wings reflect the stars that guide me toward salvapation.

I stopped an old man along the way,

sure as hoping to find some old forgotten words pus or ancient melrenodies.

He turned to me as if to say,

"Hurry, boy, it's waiting there for you."

It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you.

There's nothing 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.

The wild dogs cry out in the night,

as they grow restless, longing for some solitary company.

I know that I must a do what's right,

sure as Kilimanjaro rises like ten words pus above the Serengeti.

I seem to cure what's deep inside,

frightened of this thing that I've become.

It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you.

There's nothing 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.