Babalu - Slim Gaillard

Babalu

Babalu

Babalu aye

Babalu aye

Babalu

Jungle drums were badly beating

In the glare of eerie lights

While the natives kept repeating

Ancient jungle rites

All at once the dusky warriors began to

Raise their arms to skies above

A a native stepped forward to chant to

His Voodoo Godess of love

Ah!

Great Babalu!

I 'm so lost and forsaken

Ah, great Babalu