Mushanga

I can't forget you, my little

Mushanga,

I keep a place in my heart for you

The days of waiting, they keep getting longer, and not a thing

I can do I was a poet, a magazine writer, sent to report on political views

It was by chance, through a lens that

I met you, a

Kingston girl with no shoes

Chorus: [ You were runnin' down the road, I was going your way I stopped and turned around, to lend you my hand You smiled though you were suffering, I didn't understand You broke into my heart, I saw your eyes and then I knew You broke into my heart, like the wind and rain that followed you You broke into my heart, had the Lord above forgotten you? You broke in from the start, and all my tears belong to you Mushanga, oh, Mushanga, oh ]

I sat and watched as she danced by the fires

Through ancient songs did the tale unfold

They sang of diamonds that came from their mountains

And loss of lives mining white man's gold

I had to leave and go back to

Manhattan

Where all my stories are bought and sold

I know the city would surely be saddened

If what I knew could be told

Chorus It's been so long since

I last heard your laughter

So many letters and still no news

I hope you find all the things that you're after

You know my heart is with you

Chorus Mushanga, oh,

Mushanga, oh (repeats 3x)