LAND OF THE LIVING

by DAZE

Huoh.. ouh ouh...

Womba-di-eh-oh... (x3)

Womba-di-eh-oh (x3)

Wombada-eh-ah-eh-oh.

The people they sing

Wombada-eh-ah-eh-oh.

Wombadi... Wombadi...

Wombada-eh-ah-eh-oh.

It's a magical thing,

Wombada-eh-ah-eh-oh.

Wombadi... Wombadi...

The dark force came to destroy

The land of the living,

With spear and sword,

He tried to defeat all man and beast.

Ohhh... and they were crying out in pain

it could never be the same without the magic words:

Wombada-eh-ah-eh-oh.

The people they sing

Wombada-eh-ah-eh-oh.

Wombadi... Wombadi...

Wombada-eh-ah-eh-oh.

It's a magical thing,

Wombada-eh-ah-eh-oh.

Wombadi... Wombadi...

Womba-di-eh-oh (x3)

But then when all seemed lost

The people grabbed each others hands

And together they fought back the surrounding

darkness.

Ohhh... and they were crying out with joy

that it would never happen again if they said the magic words:

Wombada-eh-ah-eh-oh.

The people they sing

Wombada-eh-ah-eh-oh.

Wombadi... Wombadi...

Wombada-eh-ah-eh-oh.

It's a magical thing,

Wombada-eh-ah-eh-oh.

Wombadi... Wombadi...

Womba-di-eh-oh (x3)

Wombada-eh-ah-eh-oh.

The people they sing

Wombada-eh-ah-eh-oh.

Wombadi... Wombadi...

Wombada-eh-ah-eh-oh.

It's a magical thing,

Wombada-eh-ah-eh-oh.

Wombadi... Wombadi... (x2)

Womba-di-eh-oh (x3)