歌词
In 1925
A bushman came alive
Taught himself to shoot with a bow and arrow
His will to stay alive
Was burning him inside
Day by day he'd hunt in search of wild life
Woah woah, the bushman
Woah woah, the bushman
He fights like a man should do
He strives like a man should do
He never cries, he never lies
He's just a simple man
He lives under a tree
Hides himself and sleeps
His mind is tuned to be aware of danger
He never makes mistakes
Survival is his way
At night he plays his songs on a wood kalimba
Woah woah, the bushman
Woah woah, the bushman
He fights like a man should do
He strives like a man should do
He never cries, he never lies
He's just a simple man
All he wants to be is friendly
But nobody understands him
His never seen the world he's living in
It makes me so sad
Woah woah, the bushman
Woah woah, the bushman
