| 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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| (Instrumental)
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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 |