Across the Sundays River
Lies the Addo Bush
A haven for the birds and beasts
To man - a wilderness
Praetorius, Bidweirs, Sir Lou, and Johnson knew it well
A place they couldn't conquer so they called it Hunter's Hell
The elephant a-rules there
But the citizens don't mind
There's buffalo and ostrich
Bush pig and porcupine
And Hapoor was the strongest of the kings they ever had
And people said that he was just a rouge and he was bad
Though the hunter's rifle nicked him, in the ear
Of the bullets and the pain he had no fear
With the fire of sweet revenge to light his eye
Hapoor wouldn't let the Addo die
Hapoor wouldn't let the Addo die
There were leaders like Ceasar
Before him, yes that's true
But a great king like Hapoor
Nobody ever knew
It was a prince called Lankey finally, that took his throne
Now he's gone where ghost herds of elephants roam
Though the hunter's rifle nicked him, in the ear
Of the bullets and the pain he had no fear
With the fire of sweet revenge to light his eye
Hapoor wouldn't let the Addo die
Hapoor wouldn't let the Addo die
