Over The Hills (Original Version)

This is the original version of the traditional song, as made famous by Sharpe.


Here's forty shillings on the drum

For those who volunteer to come,

To 'list and fight the foe today

Over the Hills and far away


CHORUS

O'er the hills and o'er the main

Through Flanders, Portugal and Spain

King George commands and we obey

Over the hills and far away


Chorus


When duty calls me I must go

To stand and face another foe

But part of me will always stray

Over the hills and far away


Chorus


If I should fall to rise no more

As many comrades did before

Then ask the fifes and drums to play

Over the hills and far away


Chorus


Then fall in lads behind the drum

With colours blazing like the sun

Along the road to come what may

Over the hills and far away


Chorus


Through smoke and fire and shot and shell,

And to the very walls of hell,

But we shall stand and we shall stay

Over the hills and far away


Chorus


When Evil stalks upon the land

I'll neither hold nor stay me hand

But fight to win a better day,

Over the hills and far away


Chorus


Though kings and tyrants come and go

A soldier's life is all I know

I'll live to fight another day

Over the hills and far away


Chorus

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