His greatgrandfather was a missionary man And his grandpa was an old prospector His daddy was a farmer and he went bust At the hands of a debt collector He was raised on a ranch by a driedup river He was wiry as a wagnbietjie thorn And they gave him a name and the name just stuck Right from the day he was born Ridgeback, Ridgeback One of those wild kind of men But if you look him straight in the eye Youll see the mark of a friend His greatgrandmother was a Heugenots wife And his granny was a Dutch school teacher His mother was a daughter in a family of twelve But his father was a reborn preacher And mixed in his blood from his predecessors Was amany kinds of qualities of man And the end result was a special breed Carved in the shape of the land Ridgeback, Ridgeback One of those wild kind of men But if you look him straight in the eye Youll see the mark of a friend Now the missionary in him took him all around the world But the farmer brought him back to settle And the prospector took him on down the mine In the search for the precious metal And the Heugenot showed him the wine of lovin And the school teacher taught him how to drink And the way that he spoke his words of love Were not like a poet would think Ridgeback, Ridgeback One of those wild kind of men But if you look him straight in the eye Youll see the mark of a friend You can see him on a Sunday when he goes to church All dressed in his best and prayin You can see him in the bar or in the park As he watches his children playin You can see him in the fields of tall tobacco You can talk to him man to man You can see him dressed in jungle green With a rifle in his hand Ridgeback, Ridgeback One of those wild kind of men But if you look him straight in the eye Youll see the mark of a friend Ridgeback, Ridgeback One of those wild kind of men But if you look him straight in the eye Youll see the mark of a friend
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