Rachel de Beer was lost
to the freezing veld
I dressed her body
while all around men knelt
The white calf was fine
but not worth a life
If only I had known
it've met my knife
The smith found her body
naked, cold, and blue
Clutching a hollow hill
where her spirit had flew
Inside the boy was safe
dressed in her clothes
He looked like a pilgrim
come from strange roads
He would not say a word
he kissed her cold cheek
He fell into our arms
night had made him weak
I broke down the hill
and fired my gun
It'd taken our daughter
but had saved our son
We buried this brave girl
named Rachel de Beer
And traveled onwards
our children kept near
Rachel de Beer
There ain't nothing to fear
God loves you my dear
Sweet Rachel de Beer