Written by Joanne Cooper and Herb Hartley
Published by Sheer Publishing

Lyrics

The sun shines over distant mountains 6:30 we creep
Moving slowly with measured footsteps CAUTIOUS silence we keep
There is one not too far away Look at these tracks
treasure chest food on my table Clothes on my childrens backs


Fools errand fools errand Fools errand they say
Fools errand fools errand Fools errand they say


Ranger CROUCHING one shot rings out light fades to black
One poacher one more poacher who's never coming back (from that)

Fools errand fools errand Fools errand they say
Fools errand fools errand Fools errand they say

HALF A MILLION rhinos used to roam the plains
A couple thousand still alive today
(The rhino is now critically endangered)
Fools errand fools errand Fools errand they say

(How do we stop this slaughter)

Fools errand fools errand Fools errand they say
Fools errand fools errand Fools errand they say
Fools errand fools errand Fools errand they say

(At this rate our rhinos will become extinct as early the year twenty twenty five
we must not give up)