The Thin Red Line

You'd better sleep with your rifle Keep your powder dry Fighting for your country See the colours fly They'll be coming in the morning boys You gotta hold the line You're the men from Harloch You are standing proud You're the Queen's light infantry Sing out loud They'll be coming in the morning boys You gotta hold the line You came for the glory (*) To fight and to die You stood in the thin red line Remember the heroes When stories are told They died in the thin red line Stand stady in the ranks boys You gotta hold your fire We'll show them what we're made of When they hit the wire They'll be coming in the morning boys You gotta hold the line You'll be thinking of your love ones That you left back there Then the sound of the bugle Cuts the cool night air They'll be coming in the morning boys We gotta hold the line (Repeat *) Now you lay with your comrades Far across the sea Where you fighting for the Empire Did you die for me They'll be coming in the morning boys You gotta hold the line (Repeat *)