Lyrics - Ride To Agadir by Boney M

They rode in the morning
Casablanca to the west
On the
Atlas
Mountain foothills leading down to
Marakesh
For
Mohammed and
Morocco
We had taken up our guns
For the ashes of our fathers and the children of our sons.
For the ashes of our fathers and the children of our sons.
In the dry winds of summer
They were sharpening the blades.
They were riding to act upon the promise we had made.
With the fist and the dagger
With the rifle and the lance
We will suffer no intrusion from the
Infidels of
France.
We will suffer no intrusion from the
Infidels of
France.
Ride, ride, ride, ride to
Agadir.
Ride, ride, ride, ride to
Agadir.
They could wait no more
In the burning sands on the ride to
Agadir.
Ride, ride, ride, ride to
Agadir.
Like the dogs of war
For the future of this land on the ride to
Agadir.
Ride, ride, ride, ride to
Agadir.
Though they were waiting
And they were fifty to our ten
They were easily outnumbered by a smaller force of men.
As the darkness was falling
They were soon to realize
We were going to relieve them of their
God-
Forsaken lives.
We were going to relieve them of their
God-
Forsaken lives.
They could wait no more
In the burning sands on the ride to
Agadir.
Ride, ride, ride, ride to
Agadir.
Like the dogs of war
For the future of this land on the ride to
Agadir.
Ride, ride, ride, ride to
Agadir.
They rode in the morning
Casablanca to the west
On the
Atlas
Mountain foothills leading down to
Marakesh
For
Mohammed and
Morocco
We had taken up our guns
For the ashes of our fathers and the children of our sons.
For the ashes of our fathers and the children of our sons.

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