Oh the great white tribe were 300,000 strong
Just a drop in the ocean of the world's mighty throng
And under the sun of an African land
Barefoot as children they walked in the sand
But the dreams of a nation were split by the sword
And the world rose against them with sanctions and war
But they weathered the storm like twigs in the sea
And were beached on the shores of the lands that are free

Oh the great white tribe,
Is nothing strange
Only scattered never lost in the winds of change
Oh the great white tribe
Is nothing strange
Only scattered never lost in the winds of change

Oh the great white tribe
Are now all on the move
With nothing to lose
And nothing to prove
They have friends in the south
Who are steadfast and true
Now they'll stand by those friends
And they'll fight for them too
And the twigs will make roots a
And the roots will be trees
And they'll bear forth the fruits
And we'll pray on our knees
That the tribe will be spared
And given the grace
To give of themselves to the free human race

Oh the great white tribe,
Is nothing strange
Only scattered never lost in the winds of change
Oh the great white tribe,
Is nothing strange
Only scattered never lost in the winds of change

Oh the great white tribe
Is nothing strange
Only scattered never lost in the winds of change

Oh the great white tribe,
Is nothing strange
Only scattered never lost in the winds of change