Since the beginning of time Your breed and mine Sleep under trees, a gentle breeze On mother's milk we feed Till hunting we succeed We hunt for meat, we like it raw No fire no flame Jungle law Now you're young, friendly and free Cartwheels in the air You love to dare But when you grow up Bushman beware Stalk and pounce Your prey stripped bare I say a prayer Been on a run and a climb We pass the time Friend plays foe, It's just for show Who stares, who cares, who dares It's better to declare Settle for a zebra's paw Here-to-fore, the bushman's law Now you're young, friendly and free Cartwheels in the air You love to dare But when you grow up Bushman beware Stalk and pounce, Your prey stripped bare I say a prayer King of the jungle You never stumble Hadza tribe, to you we are humble Zebras and impalas we hunt With our bows, arrows, not blunt Steal the prey that you have killed Hear your charge and your roar Settle at once for the dik dik Fight with you, what for Take shelter in the trunk Of the Baobab tree Feast instead on purple pea Shot in a moment of time Suspended in your prime Hunters may hunt with loaded guns Dominance you must reign Bushman slave not in vain Resuscitate, restore your name You may be slain, you rise again You rise again Now you're young, friendly and free Cartwheels in the air You love to dare But when you grow up Bushman beware Stalk and pounce Your prey, stripped bare I say a prayer