[male
vocals] (
Deep
bass
line
with
one-drop
drums
and
sharp
guitar
upstroke)
Yeah
man,
Ghana
remember
Listen
close,
the
winds
of
change
are
blowing
Ghana
never
forget,
oh
no
They
came
with
the
promises (
Promises!)
Sweet,
sweet
promises (
Promises!)
Nana
Addo
and
Bawumia,
hear
the
people
cry (
Ghana
remembers!)
Eight
long
years
of
waiting,
watching
the
sun
go
by (
Ghana
remembers!)
One
district,
they
said
one
factory
for
every
soul
But
the
promise
box
is
empty,
and
we
losing
all
control
They
talk
of
digital
dreams
while
the
streets
remain
the
same
We
playing
a
dangerous
game,
chasing
the
light
of
a
flicker
flame
One
district,
they
said
one
factory
for
every
town
But
the
dust
is
settling
on
the
projects,
pushing
us
down
We
looking
for
the
harvest,
but
the
farm
is
overgrown
Only
the
wind
is
blowing
where
the
seeds
were
supposed
to
be
sown
They
came
with
the
promises (
Promises!)
Sweet,
sweet
promises (
Promises!)
Nana
Addo
and
Bawumia,
hear
the
people
cry (
Ghana
remembers!)
Eight
long
years
of
waiting,
watching
the
sun
go
by (
Ghana
remembers!)
We
heard
of
the
dams,
we
heard
of
the
bridges
rising
high
But
the
water
is
dry,
and
the
concrete
is
just
a
lie
They
speak
in
the
boardroom
with
a
tongue
made
of
silver
and
gold
While
the
market
woman
shivers
in
the
morning,
feeling
the
cold
They
promised
us
prosperity,
a
land
flowing
with
the
light
But
the
power
is
flickering,
leaving
us
in
the
dead
of
the
night
It
is
a
heavy
burden,
carrying
the
weight
of
a
broken
word
Thinking
of
the
songs
of
progress
that
we
never
actually
heard
They
came
with
the
promises (
Promises!)
Sweet,
sweet
promises (
Promises!)
Nana
Addo
and
Bawumia,
hear
the
people
cry (
Ghana
remembers!)
Eight
long
years
of
waiting,
watching
the
sun
go
by (
Ghana
remembers!)
Oh,
the
cycle
turns,
and
the
season
starts
to
change
When
the
people
gather,
the
situation
gets
strange
We
are
tired
of
the
speeches,
tired
of
the
fancy
talk
It
is
time
for
the
leaders
to
walk
the
road
that
we
walk
No
more
empty
vessel,
no
more
paper
plane
flight
We
need
the
truth
to
shine,
we
need
to
do
what
is
right
Ghana
is
a
garden,
needing
the
rain
of
honest
heart
Not
just
political
charts
that
pull
our
unity
apart
Eight
years
is
a
lifetime
for
a
youth
without
a
way
Waiting
for
the
promise
of
a
brighter,
better
day
But
we
stand
tall,
roots
deep
in
the
red
earth
ground
Even
when
the
silence
is
the
loudest,
saddest
sound
We
rise
above
the
rhetoric,
we
rise
above
the
haze
Looking
for
the
sun
to
break
through
these
complicated
days
They
came
with
the
promises (
Promises!)
Sweet,
sweet
promises (
Promises!)
Nana
Addo
and
Bawumia,
hear
the
people
cry (
Ghana
remembers!)
Eight
long
years
of
waiting,
watching
the
sun
go
by (
Ghana
remembers!)
Ghana
remember...
Keep
your
eyes
wide
open,
brothers
and
sisters
Sweet
promises
fading
like
the
morning
mist
Rooted
in
truth,
walking
in
the
light
Ghana
remembers...
stay
strong
now (
Fade
out
with
bass
and
brass
section)