Please Don't Send Me To Africa · letra

O Lord, I am Your willing servant You know that I have been for years I'm here in this pew every Sunday and Wednesday I've stained it with many a tear I've given You years of my service And I've always given my best And I've never asked You for anything much So, Lord, I deserve this request
Please don't send me to Africa I don't think I've got what it takes I'm just a man, I'm not a Tarzan I don't like lions, gorillas or snakes I'll serve You here in suburbia In my comfortablе middle class life But pleasе don't send me out into the bush Where the natives are restless at night I'll see that the money is gathered I'll see that the money is sent I'll wash and stack the communion cups I'll tithe eleven percent I'll volunteer for the nursery I'll go on the youth group retreat I'll usher, I'll deacon, I'll go door to door Just let me keep warming this seat
Please don't send me to Africa I don't think I've got what it takes I'm just a man, I'm not a Tarzan I don't like lions, gorillas or snakes I'll serve You here in suburbia In my comfortable middle class life But please don't send me out into the bush Where the natives are restless at night
Please don't send me to Africa I don't think I've got what it takes I'm just a man, I'm not a Tarzan I don't like lions, gorillas or snakes I'll serve You here in suburbia In my comfortable middle class life But please don't send me to the ends of the earth Where the natives are restless at night