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Deep in the castle and back from the wars |
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Back with my lady and the fires burned tall |
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Hoorah went the men down below |
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All outside was the rain and snow |
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Hear their shout, hear their roar |
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They've probably had a barrel of ale and much, much more |
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Hoorah, hoorah, hoorah, yea |
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Over the hill went the swords of a thousand men |
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We had to meet the enemy a mile away |
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Thunder in the air and the sky turned grey |
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Assembling the knights and their swords were sharp |
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There was not a hope in your English hearts |
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When you hear our drums, hear them sound |
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We're gonna fight until we have won this town |
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Hoorah, hoorah, hoorah, yea |
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Over the hill went the swords of a thousand men |
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When the knights come along at the end of the day |
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Some were half-alive and some had run away |
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But hear our triumph, hear our shout |
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We'll probably drink a barrel of ale and much, much more |
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Hoorah, hoorah, hoorah, yea |
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Over the hill went the swords of a thousand men |
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Hoorah, hoorah, hoorah, yea |
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Hoorah, hoorah, hoorah, yea - yea |
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Hoorah, hoorah, hoorah, yea |
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Hoorah, hoorah, hoorah, yea - yea |
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Hoorah, hoorah, hoorah, yea |
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Hoorah, hoorah, hoorah, yea - yea |
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Hoorah, hoorah, hoorah, yea |
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Hoorah, hoorah, hoorah, yea - yea |
