Spirits of heroes past , Nigeria's call obey,
Our cries and travails we implore you to heed
The nation you liberated with the beads of sweats
The one for whom you fought hard to put in array
She, now wanders into the thick, she's gone astray
The daughter turned sixty, hardly did she get hooray

There's much hardship in the land, told and untold
Reproaches for glory, ashes for beauty in twofold
How doth she sit in lack, a city blessed with minerals
Iron, gold, coal, limestone, tin, and the chiefly crude

Where is the GI in Nigeria's giant? Ichabod!
The labour of our heroes past
Shall never be in vain we say
But their toiling and sweating
Do we gradually we cast away.
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