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Joseph rode in on a beam of light Stray dogs to welcome in fights Go build the cathedrals The sight of the pilgrims gone nowhere And millions of cars They guise a dream in the distance From promises he'd leave behind When there was no harvest 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 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 will be a beautiful sunset And you'll be a beautiful bride