The Battle Field

Blood red battle field---no peace for the combatants!
Four days we raged on- Tally Ho Gents,
Onward lads, to victory or death.
Boom! Canon Boom!

Blood red battle field---no peace for the combatants!
Trill horn trill, kill boy kill, death to the foe.
O vile musket, foul smoke wisped away like fathers sons
And mothers loves.
Boom! Canon Boom!