| I’ll sing you a song how first we began,
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| Our toils and our troubles our plot and our plan.
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| We left our fair country, our friends and our homes,
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| Across to the deserts wild and the mountains to roll.
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| We travelled three weeks 'til we came to the platt.
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| Set up our camp ahead of the pack,
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| In just a moment low we heard a faint yell,
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| Five hundred cavalry they were riding from hell.
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| We fight for favour,
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| we will fight for pride,
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| And oh we will fight for favour,
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| We will fight 'til they die.
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| They made a bold dash came near to our train,
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| Bullets fell around like showers of rain,
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| With long rifles at hand we fed them hot lead
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| 'Til many a brave warrior around us lay dead,
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| Chorus
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| We travel by day but guard in the night,
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| Across all those mountains so high in their might,
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| Now in a green valley we live beside a clear old stream,
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| Our journey now ended in the land of our dreams,
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| Chorus |