(Oja flute plays softly)
Chai... Nwannem, you know the story
Oya, make we go
Orlando no time wasted
Tears fall like rain for Lagos city
No one to help you, no one to pity
I dey carry my cross, I dey walk on the street
With blood on my shoe and pain on my feet
They talk say I go fail, they laugh for my face
But I dey run my own race, I dey keep the pace
Omo, the load heavy, the road too long
But inside the dark, I dey sing my song
Odogwu no dey run from the pain, o
Inside the fire, we go rise again, o
Even when the ground dey shake, we dey stand tall
Chukwu dey my back, I no fit fall
Oh-oh, the pain na ginger, o
Oh-oh, we go bigger, o
Every scar on my skin is a story of grace
From the trenches of life to a higher place
They off the light, but my fire dey burn
Now na my season, na my own turn
No more crying, no more sleepless night
We use the pain take get the fight
Ogene dey sound, make the devil clear
We don survive, we no get fear
Odogwu no dey run from the pain, o
Inside the fire, we go rise again, o
Even when the ground dey shake, we dey stand tall
Chukwu dey my back, I no fit fall
Oh-oh, the pain na ginger, o
Oh-oh, we go bigger, o
(Oja flute fades out)
Chai... No pain, no gain
We stand tall
Odogwu
On God