Ironsides Family/Armstrong/Finest Hour
This is another Fontanese patriotic song by Sir Armstrong Ironsides, Hero of the Democracy. It is written to uplift the spirits of our courageous armies.
You may also find a copy of this song in the August edition of the The Fontan Democrat.
(Tune is of "When Johnny Comes Marching Home Again.")
Our Finest Hour
Our men go marching unit by unit
Hurrah! Hurrah!
Off to see the Perdanese finished and through
Hurrah! Hurrah!
They’ll slash and kick and bite and stick
But we’ll make sure the enemy is dead like a brick
When the Fontanese army fights like the rolling thunder.
The Caligulans will jump up and down
Hurrah! Hurrah!
They’ll think they’re being bitten to bits
Hurrah! Hurrah!
Our archers will laugh and keep on firing
As the Caligulans bend and take it smiling
When the Fontanese army fights like the rolling thunder.
The Elves will fall one by one
Hurrah! Hurrah!
As easy as pushing a child over
Hurrah! Hurrah!
We’ll stomp on their faces and kick their backs
Then make sure their buried underneath many stacks
When the Fontanese army fights like the rolling thunder.
Those Ol’Rancaguans know not where we strike
Hurrah! Hurrah!
Their Generals are blinder than three mice
Hurrah! Hurrah!
They’ll be over soon and we can cheer
So one of these days you’ll buy me a beer
When the Fontanese army fights like the rolling thunder.
Beware the Confederate scum below
Hurrah! Hurrah!
They’ll tell you they're friends and stab you two
Hurrah! Hurrah!
But we got something that they ain’t got
Its integrity and democracy and that’s a lot
When the Fontanese army fights like the rolling thunder.
When the Fontanese army fights like the rolling thunder!
