Durban Poison - Sam Cooke

    The Zulus are rising from their shanty towns
    The Injuns are launching a counter attack
    The funeral pyre's burning as I strike a match
    And everything goes up in smoke again, oh

    Durban Poison, oh oh oh oh, Durban Poison
    Durban Poison, oh oh oh oh, Durban Poison

    A white man is talking in a twisted accent
    Somewhere between British and Boer
    Cos if you hate somebody lock them up, but I can't be sure
    if I'm just dreaming, I'm dreaming of

    Durban Poison, oh oh oh oh, Durban Poison
    Durban Poison, oh oh oh oh, Durban Poison

    A choir is singing their voices ring out
    A child is bouncing on her mother's knee
    The cradle of mankind is waking at last
    Seeds grow where nothing ever grew before, its

    Durban Poison, oh oh oh oh, Durban Poison
    Durban Poison, oh oh oh oh, Durban Poison
    Durban Poison, oh oh oh oh, Durban Poison
    Durban Poison, oh oh oh oh, Durban Poison
    Durban Poison, oh oh oh oh, Durban Poison
    Durban Poison, oh oh oh oh, Durban Poison

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