Chorus:
Over
the Hills and O'er the Main,
To
Flanders, Portugal and Spain,
Our
queen commands and we'll obey
Over
the Hills and far away.
There's
forty shillings on the drum,
For
those that volunteers do come
With
shirts, and clothes, and present pay,
Over
the Hills and far away.
Then
fall in lads behind the drum
With
colours blazing like the sun.
Along
the road to come what may
Over
the hills and far away.
Come
on then boys, and you shall see,
We
every one shall captains be!
To
whore and rant as well as they,
When
over the hills and far away.
Mid
smoke and fire and shot and shell,
And
to the very walls of hell,
But
we shall stand and we shall stay
Over
the hills and far away
When
Evil stalks upon the land
I'll
neither hold nor stay me hand
But
fight to win a better day,
Over
the hills and far away.
If
I should fall to rise no more,
As
many comrades did before,
Ask
the pipes and drums to play
Over
the hills and far away.
Though
kings and tyrants come and go
A
soldier's life is all I know
I'll
live to fight another day
Over
the hills and far away.
Let
kings and tyrants come and go,
I'll
stand adjudged by what I know.
A
soldiers life I'll ne'er gainsay.
Over
the hills and far away.
When
duty calls me I must go
To
stand and face another foe
But
part of me will always stray
Over
the hills and far away
If
I should fall to rise no more
As
many comrades did before
Then
ask the fifes and drums to play
Over
the hills and far away
Then
fall in lads behind the drum
With
colors blazing like the sun
Along
the road to come what may
Over
the hills and far away
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