South African Enlistment - The Abyssinians

I’m coming, I’m coming

Hold on, it’s really true, I’m coming

I’m coming, yes I’m coming

Please hold on, believe you me 'cause I’m coming

I’m coming down the mountain track

I’m coming down real slow

In the distant I can hear a mighty whistle blow

And it’s calling out, it’s calling out, it’s calling out to me

Our forefathers were driven here

And forced in chains and pain

To work the fields in boiling sun

In boiling sun and rain

They were whipped and kicked

They’ve all been tricked

And now we see the same

And I’m coming, I’m coming home

Coming, coming, yes, I’m coming home

They took our land, they stoled our gold

From the south of Africa

Enslaved the bold, controlled their souls

Evil people in this Iwah

So we’ve got to sight

The things that’s right

And get up now and fight

And I’m coming, I’m coming home

Coming, coming, yes, I’m coming home

I’m coming, where is I to go?

Coming, coming, coming, come coming home

I’m coming, Africa is our home