Babalu

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