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john edmond - rhodesia regiment كلمات الأغنية

a butcher, a baker, candlestick maker
a furter, a turner, and a miner and a clark
a factory worker, and a doctor and a lawyer
were sent to the depot and taught how to march
the lion and the tusk that we wore on our bush hats
were polished with pride and they shined in the sun
though we came together, from all walks of life
we came off that parade square, all molded as one

rhodesia regiment you fought for empires and states
from your birth, until your demise
and words can’t explain, when the band plays a string
of “the old happy wanderer”, tears fill my eyes

on account of a lady, they locked me up in brady
for her i went awol, thought i was dead
and the harsh words they spoke to me, were just like a joke to me
cause deep down i knew, they never meant what they said
other fine regiments fought there beside us
all steeped in tradition and br-mm-ng with faith
the battles were gory but they marched into glory
but brave territorials died just the same

rhodesia regiment you fought for empires and states
from your birth until your demise
and words can’t explain, when the band plays a string
of “the old happy wanderer”, tears fill my eyes
(repeat 2xs)

val-deri, val-deri, oh val-dera
i got my knapsack sitting on my back

oh val-deri,val-deri, val-dera, oh val-dera
my knapsacks on my back

[lyrics transcribed by the ghost of ian smith in june of 2019]

- john edmond

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