You can hear the bird sing in the morning,
You can hear the water splashing down the hill kind of roaring.
You can see the sun going down
And the people as they go by
Without a frown
Here the traffic never jam
Don't cost much to buy some yams
And the neighbours say hello
And will strife to pull you up from down be low
You can even hear the sound of the cock crow at dawn.
Will he ever get there?
Will he ever make it?
Will he ever hear the sound of the cock crow at dawn?
1, 2 3 4 5 6 buses everyday
With nothing left at the end of each day
And the rattle he must pay
With much to think, he often has no say.
Will he ever get there?
Will he ever make it?
Will he ever hear the sound of the cock crow at dawn?
Here the traffic never jam
Don't cost much to buy some yams
And the neighbours say hello
And will strife to pull you up from down be low
You can even hear the sound of the cock crow at dawn.
You can even hear the sound of the cock crow at dawn.
You can even hear the sound of the cock crow at dawn.