we quit the cavalry

we fight for the queen and country and we're back here again

over the hills to the battlefield 10 thousand marching men

we never say surrender but now we must admit

shove the rotten regiment we're off on a moonlight flit

ho tally ho! the battle cry oh!

we're off down the pub

ho tally ho! a pint and decent grub

down in the valley we can see

the men marching for victory

we'll skip the blood on the battlefield

stuff all the bravery. coz we quit the cavalry

we're shot injured and wounded

they call us men of war

it's too noisy and dirty and we can't take no more

no bath or battlefield shower and people say we're brave

but now we're gonna do a bunk for a decent wash n' shave

ho tally ho! the battle cry oh!

we're off down the pub

ho tally ho! a pint and decent

pint and decent grub

don't shoot

this is not the life for me

shoot don't shoot

it's not my cup o' tea

ho tally ho! the battle cry oh!

ho tally ho!