Shadow men from the outlands come to town Looking for Bafazane They want to gun him down -- oh no They say he thunders too loud and his people are proud They'll never give in while he's still around And it's the sky above that he loves They've got bullets for Bafazane -- They want to gun him down They've got bullets for Bafazane -- Now they're searching the town They've got bullets for Bafazane -- And the word's got around They've got bullets for Bafazane Eyes wide open in the backroom, Finger on the trigger Listening for any sound that will Betray the silent deadly figure He's got iron in his soul, He's got a smile in his eyes He makes dancing shoes from old car tyres And it's the sky up above that he loves It's the sky up above that he loves 'Cause for him he's alive and that's enough