In the year of 62 the land received a soul
A baby cried, a mother smiles, a hero made of gold
A heart like a burning flame
Beats like an old steam train
Bound to an other by chain
Silver lining

As the boy became a man, the child inside remained
High on life with wide eyes open a smile that could dry up the rain
A name that would now ring true
Like a sun on a sky of blue
The khaki legend grew
Ten feet tall

With heart in hand
You bridge horizons
You paint the wild
Mother nature rises
You walk alone
But I will follow you home

If the earth could mould a man underneath the perfect sky
Like a diamond from the ground, an image of you would rise
Bearing a will of steel
Roll like an iron wheel
Teaching the world to feel
Heart and soul

With heart in hand
You bridge horizons
You paint the wild
Mother nature rises
You walk alone
But I will follow you home