September last on the eighteenth day We landed safe at the big Crimea, In spite of all the foaming spray To cheer our hearts for Alma. That night we lay on the cold cold ground, No tent nor shelter to be found, And with the rain was almost drowned All upon the heights of Alma.
Then Britain's sons may long remember The glorious twentieth of September, We caused the Russians to surrender On the heights of Alma.
Next morning the scorching sun did rise Beneath the eastern cloudy skies, Our noble chief Lord Raglan cries, “Prepare to march for Alma.” Oh, when the heights we hove in view The stoutest heart it could subdue To see the Russian warlike crew All upon the heights of Alma.
Then Britain's sons may long remember The glorious twentieth of September, We caused the Russians to surrender On the heights of Alma.
Their city was well fortified With batteries on every side, Our noble chief Lord Raglan cried, “We'll get hot work at Alma.” Their shot it flew like winter rain When we their batteries strove to gain, Fifteen hundred Frenchmen slain In the bloody gore at Alma.
Then Britain's sons may long remember The glorious twentieth of September, We caused the Russians to surrender On the heights of Alma.
Our Scottish lads with sword in hose They're not the last as you may suppose, Daringly they faced their foes And gained the heights of Alma. To Sevastopol the Russians fled, They left the wounded and the dead, And the rivers there they ran red With the blood that spilled on Alma.
Then Britain's sons may long remember The glorious twentieth of September, We caused the Russians to surrender On the heights of Alma.
Fifteen hundred Frenchman I heard say Fell upon that fatal day, Eighteen hundred Russians lay In the bloody gore at Alma. Now France and England hand in hand, What ne'er a foe could them withstand! So let it run throughout the land, That the victory's won at Alma.
Then Britain's sons may long remember The glorious twentieth of September, We caused the Russians to surrender On the heights of Alma.
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