C                               Oh Rhodesia
At the first light of dawn             Were you ever mine                                      
            G                          I thought you should know that we
I'll get my clothes out of pawn        Are now guiltily wolfing your poetry                    
           C                           
As we grow older                       Oh Rhodesia                                             
              G                        Buried in sands of time
The rats grow bolder                   I thought you should know that we                       
                                       Are now hastily chasing each memory                     
              C                        
And when they sound the retreat        [Break, C G at first into F G C F hold C on last]
             G                         
I'll get you out of this heat          Oh Rhodesia                                             
               C                       Were you ever mine
And they might send us alone           I thought you should know that we                       
                G   Gsus4              Are now guiltily wolfing your poetry
Into what won't be home                                                                        
                                       Oh Rhodesia                                             
   C                                   Buried in sands of time
Oh Rhodesia                            I thought you should know that we                       
              G                        Are now hastily chasing each memory
Were you ever mine                                                                             
                     C                 I just won't flee down south
I thought you should know that we      Where the oceans collide                                
                              G        To die a broken man
Are now guiltily wolfing your poetry   To die a sorry man                                      
                                         
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