In the bold Gautea Mountains, so far far away
I'll tell you a story that happened one day
About a young girl, her age was 16
And she carried a banner:
White orange and green.
And a young English soldier was passing that way
And saw the young girl with her banner so gay
He laughed and he joked and got off his machine
Determined to capture white orange and green.
"Well, you can't have my banner" the young girl replied
"Till your blood and mine on the bold Gauteas lie,
For I am a rebel and that's nothing mean
And I'd lay down my life for white orange and green".
And the young English soldier turned white as the snow
Got on his machine and away he did go
For there's no use in fighting a girl of 16
Who would die for a banner, white orange and green.