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