Home to Gbagyi
B.E.Z
I can tell you of a place
Lovely as a pretty face
Rustling leaves and bowing trees
Underneath the evening breeze
Sunny skies and harmattan
Clouds they form the human hand
Starry nights and fireflies
Flashing colours, dreamy lights
Take me to the other side
Fields with grass in green and white
We could go for miles and miles
Through the grasses free and wild
Take me home, oh, take home
Take me home to Gbagyi
