In 1890 they crossed the Shashi
Five hundred hardy
Pioneers
They rode from Tuli to Fort Salisbury and the flag was raised
To rousing cheers

Now the winds of change have blown over her
There were good times and there was strife
Seven flags
Have flown in her skies, red white and blue
And the green and white

Oh God's country, oh how we love thee
How we laughed
And how we cried
How we gave our very sons to thee for God's country we lived and died

Now we wonder a hundred years from now
Who will till
And reap her lands
Who will live and even die for her
In whose care will she be and in whose hands

May the winds of peace blow across the world
And touch your lives wherever you are
Sons and daughters of God's country
Keep a place for her deep in your heart

Oh God's country, oh how we love thee
How we laughed
And how we cried
How we gave our very sons to thee for God's country we lived and died

Whatever your reason for staying or leaving
Wherever you go
Whatever you do
Come November always remember that God's country was good to you

From Chimanimani to the wide Zambezi the sun will rise and set each day
And fond memories of God's country no one can change
Or take away

Oh God's country, oh how we love thee
How we laughed
And how we cried
How we gave our very sons to thee for God's country we lived and died

Oh God's country, oh how we love thee
How we laughed
And how we cried
How we gave our very sons to thee for God's country we lived and died