Oh, Africa
words and music ©2005 adam gerow. all rights reserved.

They came in hidden by the dead of night
And saw her eyes in their flashlights
Under the bed, where she had hoped to hide
The final moments of a decent life

African soldiers with American guns
Drifting, sometimes fighting, sometimes on the run
My wife was dragged out by three of the guard
They tied her legs around the tree in the yard

Oh Africa, Every Day, Every Day.
Oh in Africa, Every Day

Each man there put my wife to shame
My daughter, 10 years old, got the same
And since my son would not become her lover
They shot him dead, 10 feet from his mother

Chorus

I’ve been married 15 years to the day
And my wife has got another’s baby on the way
I swear that child will never know my name
I’ve left my family to escape my shame