Hold me close, Africa, fill my soul, Africa Let me grow old, Africa, let me in Fill my soul, Africa, don't let me go, Africa Let me grow old, Africa, and remember me In ships, they came from Europe, across the salt sea Come for the build and raise a

Misery and slaughter we left burning in our wake A legacy of torment is rightfully ours to take We sail the endless oceans We sail the raging seas The quest is never ending It leads us to destiny From lands across the sea we have returned once more With

Maria was born in the country She loved her homeland Maria was from a poor family For their girl they had greater plans Across the sea not yet twenty Sailed our Maria, a man to see Perhaps marry dreams our Maria This was to be eventually for our Maria

Set sail across the waves Where we will stop no man can say The alcohol stores are running low So into the deep blue yonder go We'll end our quest by following the smell That leads us to the Mead from Hell Under the sea, there's a colony of bees And a

She came from Providence, the one in Rhode Island Where the old world shadows hang heavy in the air She packed her hopes and dreams like a refugee Just as her father came across the sea She heard about a place people were smilin' They spoke about the red

The summer wind The summer wind came blowin' in From across the sea It lingered there to touch your hair And walk with me All summer long We sang a song And then we strolled that golden sand Two sweethearts

The summer wind The summer wind came blowin' in from across the sea It lingered there, to touch your hair and walk with me All summer long we sang a song and then we strolled that golden sand Two sweethearts and the summer wind Like painted kites, those

Oh, I'm sailin' away, my own true love I'm sailin' away in the morning Is there something I can send you from across the sea From the place that I'll be landing? No, there's nothin' you can send me, my own true love There's nothin' I wish to be ownin'

The dead have come to claim a debt from thee I come old friend from Hell tonight Across the rotting sea Nor the nails of the cross Nor the blood of Christ Can bring you help this eve They stand outside your door Four score and three Did you keep a watch

The summer wind The summer wind came blowin' in from across the sea It lingered there, to touch your hair and walk with me All summer long we sang a song and then we strolled that golden sand Two sweethearts and the summer wind Like painted kites, those