Yes, yes, in those merry days,
Yes, yes, in those brilliant days,
We gather’d our laurels
And rode on our bays,
We gather’d our laurels
And rode on our bays.

I mounted a horse
In Her Majesty’s force,
As one of the yeomen
Who’d meet with the foemen,
For then an invasion
Threaten’d the nation.

And ev’ry man,
In the rear, or the van,
Found an occasion,
And ev’ry man,
In the rear, or the van,
Found an occasion to sing....