Her homes and fileds that folded and fed me?
Be under her banner and live for her honour
Under her banner and live for her honour
Not th pleasure, the pay, the plunder
But country flag, the flag I am under
There is the shilling that finds me willing
To follow her banner, we fight for honour.
Call me England’s fame’s fond lover
Her fame to keep, her fame to recover
Spend me or end me what God shall sen dme
But under her banner we march for her honour
Where is the filed I must play the masn on?
O welcome there theeir steel or cannon
Immortal beauty is death with duty
If under her banner I fall for her honour