I am a mounted soldier from Cananda I came
With my fellow countryman to fight in this campaign
I rode out as an escort for Walter Kitchener
A hundred and twenty-five of us that is all we were

On the 17th of June in 1902 at a place called Tafelkop
We were to rendezvous
Who it was to be with nobody would say
Then riding from the distance on a horse came De la Rey

Nothing is impossible in this war so they say
But you will be in luck if you set eyes on De la Rey

He rode up to us fearless and looked at everyone
And said come to my laager down at Doringkom
General Kemp is waiting his commando was still armed
But you have my word nobody will be harmed

Nothing is impossible in this war so they say
But you will be in luck if you trust in De la Rey

We rode up to the laager they layed their weapons down
Our General gave a speech and paid homage to the Crown
He said you're part of the Empire when your new flag is unfurled
It's the fairest and the free-est institution in the world

Nothing is impossible in this war so they say
But you will be in luck if you make peace with De la Rey

Then tables they were made in a tent out on the plain
There was ham and tongue and chicken, cigars and French champagne
And his Burghers took their hats off they had no more to say
And as each of us departed we shook hands with De la Rey

Nothing is impossible in this war so they say
But you will be in luck if you shake hands with De la Rey

Nothing is impossible in this war so they say
But you will be in luck if you shake hands De la Rey

Nothing is impossible in this war so they say
But you will be in luck if you shake hands De la Rey