Lyrics:

Ladysmith wants you forthwith to come to her relief Burn your briefs you leave for France tonight Carefully cut the straps of the booby-traps and set the captives free But don't shoot 'til you see her big blue eyes Then sound the charge—breath your final breath And charge into the valley of death Cannon to the left and cannon to the right They'll go bang bang bang all night We'll fight them on the beaches Yes, we'll fill 'em full of lead Fighting naked in the open air We'll fight them in the kitchen, in the bathroom in the garden shed Fighting the good fight any-fighting-where So sound the charge—breathe your final breath And charge into the valley of death Cannon to the left and cannon to the right They'll go bang bang bang all night There'll be a cannon to the left and cannon to the right They'll go bang bang bang bang bang bang bang all night...