Nigeria! My strange native land,
by a well worn building,
by a well worn building,
under a tattered green-white
stripe that
looks like your flag,
looks like your flag,
I heard hums
in good voices,
in good voices,
in innocence your
young bloods of
young bloods of
kindergarten age
pledge with might to -
serve, honour and protect
strives of their heroes past.
But something about you bothers me.
pledge with might to -
serve, honour and protect
strives of their heroes past.
But something about you bothers me.