Ko ko ko ko, we do hit
With rythm that has no beat
And a hand wizened with age
Knocking at freedom's door.
We do cry and our senses dull
When we tarry long at the door
And with our eyes bereft of joy
Knocking at freedom's door.
How long will it be here
Though we've ran like the hare
Yet our hands doth look so hale
Knocking at freedom's door.
The sufferings did set the pace
And desire put us all in the race
And we always do score an ace
Knocking at freedom's door.
When the blood of our brothers
That was shed within our borders
Disturb us as do the roosters
We keep knocking at freedom's door.
Oh we cry when we hear no reply
And we feel like all hope is gone
That Bruce and Nwafor has died in vain
Yet we keep knocking at freedom's door.
Oh freedom, sweet freedom
How long we've tarried at your door
Hear our prayers and give us joy
As we keep knocking at your door.
The children daily do die
And the women has no strength to lie
And the men are now given wholly to lies
Yet we do knock at your door.
Our leaders have not allowed us be
The factories we work to set up
They have all decided to shut up
And thus we knock at your door.
Who will tell me the sins of Ibeto
And that of Innoson and EMZOR
If not that they are seen as slaves?
That's why we knock at freedom's door.
Oh when shall it be.
When we will live without fear
And our mothers stay without tears
And we enter through freedom's door.
Is it a crime to be born industrious
Must all our labours be for the injurious
And all strength be wasted for the furious?
You see freedom while we knock at your door.
Oh hear our cry and redeem us
This day show thy smiling face to us
That the years of pains with joys might end
And we happily walk in through thy door.
