It was' way back in the year of 1889
There was digging in the Kimberley mine
Everybody hoping they were gonna find
A special kind of stone with a special kind of shine
But there was a man with another scheme
He said "let's go North and find a bigger dream
Give me a column of brave pioneers
With no illusions and not so many fears
But to blaze the trial I need some strong young lions
Who's dreams are bigger than gold or diamonds
To be protectors come whatever may
Against any danger we may find along the way
You'll be the British South Africa Company's Police
For your company and country, justice and peace
A couple of hundred troopers to ride out any storm"
And that's how the Rhodesian Trooper was born
They served their new found country with passion and pride
All colours creeds and genders working side by side
Served their people and their motherland in war and peace
They will be remembered down the centuries
When the last trooper slips into his grave
A name and number's gonna be on history's page
But they say old troopers fade away but never die
They will be manning some lonely outpost in the sky
They will be manning some lonely outpost in the sky
They will be manning some lonely outpost in the sky