RIFT VALLEY DRIFTERS
words and music
copyright © 2009
by Roy Zimmerman and Melanie Harby
copyright © 2009
by Roy Zimmerman and Melanie Harby
You were born about three-point-five million years ago
In a valley warm and fair near the Equator
You had hair all over your feet
And you grew to three or four feet
You were even taller generations later
Fifty thousand years ago, you left Africa
And you stayed ten thousand years in Central Asia
With no saddle and no stirrup
You walked all the way to Europe
So, I’ll see your race card, Pardner, and I’ll raise ya
Rift Valley, where we left our mom and dad
And drifted out across the world, and messed it up real bad
We’re all one family, no matter where we roam
Rift Valley Drifters drifting home
Genome by genome
Yep, Pardner, if you’re one of them “grass roots” protesters who hates Socialism and just wants his country back, chances are you're of Western European heritage - a member of Haplogroup R-One-B perhaps - with ancient brothers and sisters in other haplogroups who populated Australia, and China, and crossed over from Siberia to Alaska to open a casino in Broken Bow, Oklahoma.
And you can follow your tracks. Track yourself all the way back to the Mitochondrial Eve, great, great, five thousand times great grandma of all six plus billion of us, and if you do, Pardner, welp, maybe then you’ll stop acting like such a friggin’ Neanderthal.
Every Western boy and girl is descended from Mohammed
And the first real Real Americans were Russian ... and “Indian”
And Barack Obama’s cousin
Is Dick Cheney, well now, doesn’t
That make for an interesting town hall discussion?
Rift Valley, where we left our mom and dad
And drifted out across the world, and messed it up real bad
We’re all one dysfunctional family, no matter where we nomads roam
Rift Valley Drifters drifting home
Genome by genome
Take a look inside your genes, and Pardner then ya
Will see that we’ve all got a birth certificate from Kenya
Serengeti-up!
In a valley warm and fair near the Equator
You had hair all over your feet
And you grew to three or four feet
You were even taller generations later
Fifty thousand years ago, you left Africa
And you stayed ten thousand years in Central Asia
With no saddle and no stirrup
You walked all the way to Europe
So, I’ll see your race card, Pardner, and I’ll raise ya
Rift Valley, where we left our mom and dad
And drifted out across the world, and messed it up real bad
We’re all one family, no matter where we roam
Rift Valley Drifters drifting home
Genome by genome
Yep, Pardner, if you’re one of them “grass roots” protesters who hates Socialism and just wants his country back, chances are you're of Western European heritage - a member of Haplogroup R-One-B perhaps - with ancient brothers and sisters in other haplogroups who populated Australia, and China, and crossed over from Siberia to Alaska to open a casino in Broken Bow, Oklahoma.
And you can follow your tracks. Track yourself all the way back to the Mitochondrial Eve, great, great, five thousand times great grandma of all six plus billion of us, and if you do, Pardner, welp, maybe then you’ll stop acting like such a friggin’ Neanderthal.
Every Western boy and girl is descended from Mohammed
And the first real Real Americans were Russian ... and “Indian”
And Barack Obama’s cousin
Is Dick Cheney, well now, doesn’t
That make for an interesting town hall discussion?
Rift Valley, where we left our mom and dad
And drifted out across the world, and messed it up real bad
We’re all one dysfunctional family, no matter where we nomads roam
Rift Valley Drifters drifting home
Genome by genome
Take a look inside your genes, and Pardner then ya
Will see that we’ve all got a birth certificate from Kenya
Serengeti-up!
