Out of the Blue Lyrics

Was the ticket of the sputnic
Was the time H-Bomb
Was the matters of appartheid
In the land that I come from
Under the Tropic of Capricorn
Under Dr DF Malan
I was born a bonnie baby boy
Another working white man's son
But out of the blue
The blue heaven
Out of the Blue
The blue sea
comes a sound
of a distant drumming
and voices singing
set me free
set me free

Was the panic of Sharpville
Was the season of hysteria
Was the time of growing up
In a white group area
Was the stories of the malman
Was the rumors of a bokkop
Was the fear of Umkonto Umsizwe
Creaping round our back door
But out of the blue
The blue heaven
Out of the Blue
The blue sea
comes a sound
of a distant drumming
and voices singing
set me free
set me free
They were burning down the bevils
They were marching through the streets
I was standing with the soldiers
A little white boy eating sweets
And the life of John F Kennedy
The death of Martin Luther King
On the day the cheered Mandela
I first heard John Lennon sing

But out of the blue
The blue heaven
Out of the Blue
The blue sea
comes a sound
of a distant drumming
and voices singing
set me free
set me free