My name is Billy Millin
I braved the Norman Shore
Mortal shells, machine guns
D-Day 1944

Back in forth I piped away
Many soldiers fell that day
Battle raging all around
And the allies held their ground! 

Lord Lovat, [bad word]  who him-
Self had stormed the beach
In the greatest sea invasion
In all of history! 

He ordered me, Bill Millin, 
"Play your pipes and take the lead!"
Battle fire all around and I barely heard a sound

 [bad word] 
Cause my head is filled with music! 
In my heart there's always a song! 
Yes my head is filled with music! 
When I lead those soldiers on! 

Piping through the gore and muck the
Germans thought me mad.
Screelin' 'Highland Laddie' raising
Courage in the lads! 

We took the beach in a dreadful fight! 
Kept in fire all through the night! 
We finally took the town! 
And I barely heard a sound! 

 [bad word] 
Cause my head is filled with music! 
In my heart there's always a song! 
Yes my head is filled with music! 
When I lead those soldiers on!