Lullaby for Georgie Rome

At the first light of dawn
I'll get my clothes out of pawn
As we grow older
The rats grow bolder

And when they sound the retreat
I'll get you out of this heat
And they might send us alone
Into what won't be home

Oh Rhodesia
Were you ever mine
I thought you should know that we
Are now guiltily wolfing your poetry

Oh Rhodesia
Buried in sands of time
I thought you should know that we
Are now hastily chasing each memory

Always guarded by another man's sons
We felt it dishonourable for one
To stay out of it and how could it
Be wrong

We were fighting on the wrong side
Of a losing war and time
Has made orphans of us all
Has made cripples of us all