Kum ba yah, my Lord, Kum ba yah, Kum ba yah, my Lord, Kum ba yah, Kum ba yah, my Lord, Kum ba yah, Oh Lord, Kum ba yah. Someone’s crying, Lord, Kum ba yah, Someone ...
We chant it with locked arms and closed eyes, at campfires, in protest lines and from the pews at church, but the truth is, many of us have no clue what the lyrics mean or where they come from.