In 1927 Philip Jackman passed away
And with him passed a legacy that can still be felt today
When Victoria was sovereign
Britannia ruled the waves
And the dreams of an empire
Were borne on the sapper's spade Here's to the last of those fine, gallant men
And sad, of their likes we shall not see again
Raise up your glass for all those we hold dear
For we've seen the last of the Royal Engineers A boyish man from Devonshire, he came across the brine
With the corp. of the Royal Engineers in 1859
True men of sense & purpose, new frontiers to explore
They built a British Colony on the North Pacific shore He'd built the roads & highway
He'd dredged the channels through
Been a cop in New Westminster, worked the CP Survey Crew
Homesteaded quarter section where he raised a family too
He'd marked his place in history when he passed at ninety-two Here's to the last of those fine, gallant men
And sad, of their likes we shall not see again
Raise up your glass to all those we hold dear
Here's to the last of the Royal Engineers For years he'd watched the shadows
As around, the men he'd known
Death touched their lips with silence
He'd draped them one by one
He would drink a toast in silence
"To the builders of the west..
Long life to the hearts still beating
And peace to the hearts at rest" Here's to the last of those fine, gallant men
And sad, of their likes we shall not see again
Raise up your glass to all those we hold dear
Here's to the last of the Royal Engineers | 
