Deep in the castle and back from the wars 
Back with my lady and the fire burned tall 
Hoorah went the men down below 
All outside was the rain and the snow 
Hear their shouts, hear their roar 
They've probably all had a barrel or much, much more 
Hoorah, Hoorah, Hoorah, Yea 
Over the hill with the swords of a thousand men 
We had to meet the enemy a mile away 
Thunder in the air and the skies turned grey 
Assembling the knights and their swords were sharp 
There was a hope in our English hearts 
Hear our roar, hear our sound 
We're gonna fight until we have won this town 
Hoorah, Hoorah, Hoorah, Yea 
Over the hill with the swords of a thousand men 
 [bad word]  

When [bad word] along at the end of the day 
Some were half-alive and some [bad word] away 
Hear our triumph, hear our roar 
We'll probably drink a barrel or much, much more 
Hoorah, Hoorah, Hoorah, Yea 
Over the hill with the swords of a thousand men 

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Hoorah, Hoorah, Hoorah, Yea - yea 

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Hoorah, Hoorah, Hoorah, Yea - yea 

Hoorah, Hoorah, Hoorah, Yea 
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