Once there was a terrible war
That tore the world asunder
From where they came some special men
Sometimes we often wonder

To go behind the enemy lines
Before their very eyes
Ten brave men against a thousand
With the element of surprise

Hit and run, damage done
And just melt away
Disappear into the night
To fight again another day

Who would dare to cross the enemy lines?
Who would dare to attack them from behind?
Who would dare to defy the seeing eye?
Who would dare to fall down from the sky?

It's a man who comes from where courage begins
And the badge he wears is a dagger with wings
Ask him why he dares to die?
His reply, who dares wins

SAS, Special Air Service
Was the name this Regiment bore
The squadrons came from Commonwealth nations
Served in many theatres of war

Squadron A, Squadron B
Squadron D and Squadron G
And from a land they called Rhodesia
The gallant Squadron C

Mounting though from the foe
They never will be gone
A legend cannot disappear
Their all time legacy lives on

Who would dare to cross the enemy lines?
Who would dare to attack them from behind?
Who would dare to defy the seeing eye?
Who would dare to fall down from the sky?

It's a man who comes from where courage begins
And the badge he wears is a dagger with wings
Ask him why he dares to die?
His reply, who dares wins
His reply, who dares wins
His reply, who dares wins