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