I got a letter from my old mate he's in Zimbabwe
True white Mzungu dodging all the rifles of Obote
He's in the desert but he don't mind
He crawl 'cross Africa with cockroach breath
I got a letter from my old mate
The drums the drums of independence
They fight they fight for their descendants
He's in the dance halls but he don't mind
He dance 'cross Africa with Amin death
I got a letter from my old mate
He's in the dance halls but he don't mind
He dance 'cross Africa with Amin death
I got a letter from my old mate
On the fishing boat going troppo
My old Nigeria -- white is right
He's in the jungle but he don't mind
He race 'cross Africa like Livingstone
I got a letter from my old mate
I hope it gets better for my old mate
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