Over the hills and far away (песня ирландских стрелков, 1703)

Here's fourteen shillings on the drum
For those who'll volunteer to come
To list and fight the foe today
Over the hills and far away

O'er the hills and o'er the main
To Flanders, Portugal and Spain
King George commands and we obey
Over the hills and far away

When duty calls me I must go
To stand and face another foe
To the battle we will always stray
Over the hills and far away

O'er the hills and o'er the main
To Flanders, Portugal and Spain
King George commands and we obey
Over the hills and far away

So fall in lads behind the drum
With Colours blazing like the sun
Along the road to come-what-may
Over the hills and far away

O'er the hills and o'er the main
To Flanders, Portugal and Spain
King George commands and we obey
Over the hills and far away

If I should fall to rise no more
As many comrades did before
Ask the pipes and drums to play
Over the hills and far away

O'er the hills and o'er the main
To Flanders, Portugal and Spain
King George commands and we obey
Over the hills and far away.