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Joseph rode in on a beam of light Stray dogs to welcome him Fights, corrugate cathedrals The sight of the pilgrims going nowhere In millions of cars Lagos a dream in the distance For promises he'd made behind Where there was no harvest But he missed the sky and its circus And countless the stars In Africa The rivers are perfectly deep and beautifully wide In Africa The Mothers will sing you to sleep And say, "It's alright, child, it's alright" In Africa We dance in the water and hold each other so tight In Africa The Mothers will sing you to sleep And say, "It's alright, child, it's alright" Joseph rode in on a beam of light Dreamed of his queen by his side There'll be a beautiful sunset And you'll be a beautiful bride