Quasheba, Quasheba You're free now, you're free now How does your spirit fly? Blood of your blood Bone of your bone By the grace of your strength we have life From the Golden Coast of Ghana To the bondage of Grenada You kept the dream of hope alive They burned your body They cursed your blackness But they could not take your lights Quasheba, Quasheba You're free now, you're free now How does your spirit fly? Blood of your blood Bone of your bone By the grace of your strength we have life Raped and beaten, your babies taken Starved and sold and sold again Ain't you a woman, of love deserving Ain't it somethin' you survived? Quasheba, Quasheba You're free now, you're free now How does your spirit fly? Blood of your blood Bone of your bone By the grace of your strength we have life You dreamt of home, you dreamt of freedom You died a slave, you died alone You came from warriors who once built empires Ashanti's kingdom carries on Quasheba, Quasheba You're free now, you're free now How does your spirit fly? Blood of your blood Bone of your bone By the grace of your strength we have life You were forgotten, almost forsaken Your children founded generations Your strength sustained them They won their freedom Traced their roots to find you waiting Quasheba, Quasheba You're free now, you're free now How far your spirit's flown Blood of your blood Bone of your bone By the grace of your strength we are home Blood of your blood Bone of your bone By the grace of your strength we are home By the grace of your strength we are home We are home We are home We are home