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Battle March

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Hark now the drums beat up again
For all true soldier gentlemen
So let us list and march I say
And go over the hills and far away

Over the hills, and o'er the main
To Hulaferd and Assasin lands,
King Wolfgang commands and we'll obey
And go over the hills and far away

There's twenty shillings on the drum
For him that with us freely comes
'Tis volunteers shall win the day
Over the hills and far away

Come gentlemen that have a mind
To serve a queen that's good and kind
Come list and enter in to pay
And go over the hills and far away

And we shall live more happy lives
Free of squalling brats and wives
Who nag and vex us every day
So its over the hills and far away

Prentice Tom may well refuse
To wipe his angry master's shoes
For now he's free to run and play
Over the hills and far away

No more from sound of drum retreat
When Chault and good men beat
The Assasins and Tilog every day
Over the hills and far away