Words & music by Paul Simon 1986
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Joseph's face was black as night
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The pale yellow moon shone in his eyes
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His path was marked
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By the stars in the southern hemisphere
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And he walked his days
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Under African skies
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This is the story of how we begin to remember
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This is the powerful pulsing of love in the vein
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After thc dream of falling and calling your name out
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These are the roots of rhythm and the roots of rhythm remain
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In early mem - 'ry mission music
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Was ringing 'round my nursery door
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I said take this child, Lord
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From Tucson Ari-zona
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Give her the wings to fly through harmony
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And she won't bother you no more
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This is the story of how we begin to remember
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This is the powerful pulsing of love in the vein
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After thc dream of falling and calling your name out
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These are the roots of rhythm and the roots of rhythm remain
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Kaoomba oomba oomba oh
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Kaoomba oomba oomba oh
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Kaoomba oomba oomba o-o-o- o-o-oh
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Kaoomba oomba oomba oh
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Joseph's face was as black as the night
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The pale yellow moon shone in his eyes
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His path was marked
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By the stars in the southern hemisphere
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And he walked the length of his days
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Under African skies
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