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48 Bandit Hymn Singing the bandit song Everyday Seems like life’s bandwagon That helter shelter to catch The race we enter, anyway Team mates, opponents, together Singing, playing and marching To the bandit song Right notes, wrong chords T’is everyone’s song The bandit song Playing the song of time Each and all Yet blaming it on time T’is become so hard, the quest And money-find is rat race Dancing to the bandit song Knows no generation gap Family and stranger Parent and child The sick and the strong Each versus the other In the chorus of the one and only song The struggle continues Money is the way Did you hear that? 49 That life so strong Office and street robbery Mental and physical corruption Positive Nos and negative Yeses With conscience or with none For money – for the self We are singing, playing and marching To the bandit song Fonkeng E.f. Ebamu of the Hills She came from the hills every morning And she came red as unripe plums I saw her when she well could carry a kenja* And saw she was a bright as the sun Ebamu came every morning with the sun And every eye that saw her gave a sigh As she came down from the hills Oh! Ebamu of the tall hills of Ngientu From hill to hill and from valley to valley From hut to hut and from compound to compound The name Ebamu was mentioned by all The melting Ebamu of the green hill of Ngientu If it was work, Ebamu was smart If a dance, her shoulders quivered As if there was not a bone in her ...

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