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