Lyrics

Look around you from a mountain high,
Across the plains, where the mighty lion roams,
You’re going home.
Cast a shadow on this golden land,
Watch the herds and the elephant return,
Look to the sun.

Standing tall, you are proud of what you see (chaka-hum-a-way)
You belong to this land, that’s all you need.
Hold the earth in your hands and cry out loud,
Africa, oh Africa.

Stow your weapons and begin to dance,
Let the spirit of a thousand years arise,
And fall from the skies.
Leave your footprints in the dirt and sand,
Bring your water from a hundred miles around,
Rejoice to the sound.

Standing tall, you are proud of what you see (chaka-hum-a-way)
You belong to this land, that’s all you need.
Hold the earth in your hands and cry out loud,
Africa, oh Africa.

Standing tall, you are proud of what you see (chaka-hum-a-way)
You belong to this land, that’s all you need.
Hold the earth in your hands and cry out loud,
Africa, oh Africa.
Africa, oh Africa,