The Thin Red Line

	You'd better sleep with your rifle
	Keep your powder dry
	Fighting for your country
	See the colours fly
	They'll be coming in the morning boys
	You gotta hold the line
	You're the men from
	Harloch You are standing proud
	You're the
	Queen's light infantry
	Sing out loud
	They'll be coming in the morning boys
	You gotta hold the line
	You came for the glory (*)
	To fight and to die
	You stood in the thin red line
	Remember the heroes
	When stories are told
	They died in the thin red line
	Stand stady in the ranks boys
	You gotta hold your fire
	We'll show them what we're made of
	When they hit the wire
	They'll be coming in the morning boys
	You gotta hold the line
	You'll be thinking of your love ones
	That you left back there
	Then the sound of the bugle
	Cuts the cool night air
	They'll be coming in the morning boys
	We gotta hold the line (Repeat *)
	Now you lay with your comrades
	Far across the sea
	Where you fighting for the
	Empire Did you die for me
	They'll be coming in the morning boys
	You gotta hold the line (Repeat *)