The Rose of England

Taking nothing but his daddy's old bone-grit knife
He traded but a little for the wayward life
Faint heart never won fair hand
So says the Rose of England
So says the Rose of England
From high on a hill came a clarion call
To win young men, come one, come all
Make muster 'gainst the foreign hand
That's a raise to the Rose of England
Raise to the Rose of England
For her feckless boys she did weep and wail
Saying, "Lord, have mercy, where did I fail?"
Out of my belly and they pick up a gun
And fall for the Rose of England
Fall for the Rose of England
God knows it's cold outside
It's a fire by day and freeze at night
I know it's a hell out there
How loud the mouth when the heart don't care
He's damned if he don't, he's damned if he do
He'd die if he ever found out we knew
Hot potatoes, rocket and rum
Far from the Rose of England
Far from the Rose of England
God knows it's cold outside
It's a fire by day and freeze at night
I know it's a hell out there
How loud the mouth when the heart don't care
He's damned if he don't, he's damned if he do
He'd die if he ever found out we knew
Hot potatoes, rocket and rum
Far from the Rose of England
Far from the Rose of England
Far from the Rose of England
Far from the Rose of England
Far from the Rose
Far from the Rose
Far from the Rose of England
Far from the Rose
Far from the Rose
Far from the Rose of England