Daddy was a railway driver
Driving that big steam train
Right to your destination
Through the sunshine and the rain
Uncle John was in the telegraphs
Putting messages on the line
He ensured that we heard
The information right on time
We are Anglo Indian
And we're proud to be the same
Something from the east something from the west
From two worlds we stake our claim
Toronto down to Melbourne
From Auckland to LA
Still doing our best as good as the rest
We've come a long, long way
Aunty Rita was a high school teacher
She taught us well I say
Making doctors and some lawyers
We all thank her today
Now we mostly live in different nations
And wouldn't it be nice to see
By all our future generations
We keep our identity
We are Anglo Indian
You might call us the hybrid strain
Something from the east something from the west
From two worlds we stake our claim
Toronto down to Melbourne
From Auckland to LA
Still doing our best as good as the rest
We've come a long, long way
We are Anglo Indian
And we're proud to be the same
Something from the east something from the west
From two worlds we stake our claim
Toronto down to Melbourne
From Auckland to LA
Still doing our best as good as the rest
We've come a long, long way