Dilemma of a ghost

One early morning,
When the moon was up
Shining at the sun,
I went to Elmina Junction
And there, and there
I saw a wretched ghost
Going up and down

Singing to himself:
‘Shall I go
To Cape Coast
Or to Elmina?
I don’t know,
I can’t tell.
I don’t know,
I can’t tell.

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