| G | |
| When I die won't you please feed me |
| G | |
| To the lions of the Kalahari |
| G | |
| I don't care if they eat my bones |
| G | |
| Cause I know I won't be going home |
| (Chorus) |
| C | Am | G | |
| Oh, it's | never far away from | me |
| C | Am | G | |
| Oh, it's | never far away from | me |
| G | |
| Rubber on dust as the wheels go round |
| G | |
| I had never heard a sweeter sound |
| G | |
| Till the day that I heard my baby cry |
| G | |
| These things I shall carry until I die |
| Chorus |
| Em | D | C | Em | |
| The | rains came | heavy and we | closed our | eyes |
| Em | D | G | Em | |
| And | listened to the | song pouring | from the | skies |
| D | Em | |
| Two | miles from the border as the eagle | flies |
| Em | D | G | Em | |
| But the | desert is the | same on the | other | side |
| Musical Interlude (4 bars each): D Em D D |
| G | |
| The leaves on Mt. Royal turn from green to gold |
| G | |
| And crimson as the autumn light takes hold |
| G | |
| October's here, I'm another year old |
| G | |
| There'll be more tellin' 'fore my story is told |
| G | |
| Oh, When I die won't you please feed me |
| G | |
| To the lions of the Kalahari |
| G | |
| I don't care if they eat my bones |
| G | |
| Cause I know I won't be going home |
| C | Am | G | |
| Oh, it's | never far away from | me |
| C | Am | G | |
| Oh, it's | never far away from | me |
| Chorus repeated to end |