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Over The Hills
Here's forty shillings on the drum
For those who volunteer to come,
To 'list and fight the foe today
Over the hills and far away.
Over the hills and over the main
Through Flanders, Portugal and Spain.
King George commands and we obey
Over the hills and far away.
When duty calls me I must go
To stand and face another foe
But part of me will always stray
Over the hills and far away
Over the hills and over the main
Through Flanders, Portugal and Spain.
King George commands and we obey
Over the hills and far away.
Then fall in lads behind the drum
With colours blazing like the sun
Along the road to come what may
Over the hills and far away
Over the hills and over the main
Through Flanders, Portugal and Spain.
King George commands and we obey
Over the hills and far away.
If I should fall to rise no more
As many comrades did before
Then ask the fifes and drums to play
Over the hills and far away
Over the hills and over the main
Through Flanders, Portugal and Spain.
King George commands and we obey
Over the hills and far away.
Over the hills and over the main
Through Flanders, Portugal and Spain.
King George commands and we obey
Over the hills and far away.
Over the hills and far away.
Over the hills and far away.