Lyrics

Well he sways on his stool in the station bar And he calls for a short white wine And he knocks it back and he sheds a tear When he damns the party line And he talks to himself, and he blocks his ears When the tired old locos shunt: "Way back in '48 we said Die koelie uit die land En die kaffir op sy plek, we said The poor white wants his share Oh they put me in my place, all right," Said Kobus Le Grange Marais "I was all my life a railwayman I was all my life a Boer And there's none unkinder Than a man's own kind I'll tell you that's for sure Well I fought in the O.B. till I was caught And I sweated my guts in the camp For the bombs I threw And the bridges I blew And here's what I get for thanks For the turning wheels took off my legs I'm not going anywhere But downhill all the way from here," Said Kobus Le Grange Marais "It was dop and dam and a willing girl When we were young and green But Jewish money and the easy life Are the ruin of a Boereseun Oh he disappears into the ladies' bar He's never seen again Where women flash their thighs at you And drink beside the men And he sits there with moffies and piepie-jollers And he primps his nice long hair: You'd take him for an Englishman," Said Kobus Le Grange Marais "Now the meddling ghost of Reverend Phillip He haunts us once more - His face is pressed to the window-pane And his knock rattles the door; From Slagtersnek to Sonderwater He smears the Boers' good name; And God is still a rooinek God Kommandant op Koffiefontein: And if what I hear about heaven is true Well it's a racially mixed affair; In which case, ons gaan kak da' bo," Said Kobus Le Grange Marais "Now the times are as cruel As the big steel wheels That carried my legs away; Oudstryders like me Are out on our necks We stink like the scum on a vlei; And the white man puts the white man down The volk are led astray; There'll be weeping at Weenen once again No keeping those impis at bay; And the tears will stream From the stony eyes Of Oom Paul in Pretoria Square: Cause he knows we'll all be poor whites soon" Said Kobus Le Grange Marais "Yes, the tears will stream From the stony eyes Of Oom Paul in Pretoria Square: Cause he knows we'll all be poor whites soon" Said Kobus Le Grange Marais