Blow on blow on

blow on blow on 

said the wise woman to her son 

remb'r ya history my son my son 

and take it wid ya wereva you gone 

an blow on blow on my son my son 

remember yo motha she old as da trees 

remb'r  yo sista she only sixteen 

t'ink o' da rapper black as da night 

strong man from Africa with all its might

an blow on blow on my son my son 

blow on blow on an seiza da day 

an sing blow on blow on blow on 

chow fo now i'l grabba da wind 

chow fo now i'l sing to da sea 

chow fo now i'l tink o' yea 

and i will too blow on blow on

blow on blow on blow on 

sings da wind from da sea 

unner milkwood 

in Knysna 

an unner 

da giant 

yellowwood 

tree