They’re sailing for England
Oh! What a shame!
Someone is after our island again
We’ll let them have it…
Oh, yes we will!
But maybe they won’t want it when they get the bill!
For we wrote the story of the old brigades
We know the glory of yesterday’s parades
We'll sell Old Blighty yard by yard
They'll buy it from the old home guard! They will!
They'll buy it from the old home guard!
Call out the navy, call out the ranks
Call out the air force, call out the tanks.
From the cliffs of Dover call up the Gauls
And don’t forget the loyal territorials!
But, who’s sticking in here? Who will defend
every inch of England no matter what they send?
Who’s standing firm in our own front yard?
The soldiers of the old home guard
That’s who!
The soldiers of the old home guard
For we wrote the story of the old brigades
We know the glory of yesterday’s parades
Who’s standing firm in our own front yard?
The soldiers of the old home guard
That’s who!
The soldiers of the old home guard!
