[male
vocals] (
Talking
drum,
soft
marimba) (
Deep
sighs)
Omo,
no
dulling
It's
a
story
of
grace,
you
see?
One
poor
man
dey
walk
alone,
all
day
No
hope
to
find
love,
just
sorrow
in
his
way
No
shining
shoes,
no
money
for
the
rent
Wondering
where
all
his
little
strength
has
went
But
then
she
came
from
across
the
sea
Oyibo
lady,
she
took
a
look
at
me
When
he
nor
know,
when
he
nor
believe
Love
was
weaving,
love
was
ready
to
receive
Oyibo
marry
poor
man,
oh!
America
marry
a
poor
man!
Oyibo
travel
come
Nigeria,
see
the
light
America
marry
a
poor
man,
holding
on
tight
People
dey
talk,
they
say
it’
s
a
surprise
Looking
for
the
gold
inside
the
poor
man's
eyes
But
she
didn't
care
about
the
naira
or
the
dime
She
found
a
heart
that
was
beating
in
time
Ehen,
she
saw
the
soul,
not
the
broken
state
Even
in
the
valley,
she
changed
his
fate
Ah-ah,
see
gobe,
they
say
love
is
blind
But
she
saw
the
treasure
that
she
needed
to
find
Oyibo
marry
poor
man,
oh!
America
marry
a
poor
man!
Oyibo
travel
come
Nigeria,
see
the
light
America
marry
a
poor
man,
holding
on
tight
Eh-eh,
na
true
story
o
Love
no
dey
see
money,
no
It
no
dey
check
your
or
your
name
It
just
set
your
lonely
heart
aflame (
Talking
drum
rolls)
Now
he
walks
with
a
brand
new
stride
With
his
queen,
he
has
nothing
to
hide
From
the
dusty
streets
to
a
world
so
wide
He
keeps
the
promise
that
they
reside
Some
say
it's
luck,
but
we
know
it's
grace
Finding
home
in
a
warm
embrace
Oyibo
marry
poor
man,
oh!
America
marry
a
poor
man!
Oyibo
travel
come
Nigeria,
see
the
light
America
marry
a
poor
man,
holding
on
tight
Shey
you
dey
whine
me?
No
cap.
It
is
true
love.
Love
no
dey
see
money. (
Soft
talking
drum
fade)
Oyibo,
thank
you.