Down the road and o'er the bridge I ran as fast as my legs could take me All the lads were running there To join the British army Just out front was young MacDonald Brave as a fool and twice as carefree Racing neck and neck together Laughing all the way Sign here boys you're lucky son You might get there before we've won All you heroes get in line To join the British army Passendale and the Somme They'll not wait, so don't be long And you'll be home by Christmas Back before you've gone Black Watch, Highland, Royal Scots Greys The whole town cheered as we marched away Bring us home a medal for The Victory Parade Across the border heading south Rifle, kitbag in good order Proud to be a soldier marching In the British army O'er the channel passing men With sightless eyes and broken bodies Never more to call her name Never going home Five long years of bloody war Comrades dead, dead or wounded Passendale and the Somme And I am going home O'er the bridge and up the road I walked as fast as my legs could take me Just behind my friends who Died for the British army Just out front was young MacDonald Brave as a dead man ever could be Men at arms together on The victory parade Black Watch, Highland, Royal Scots Greys The whole town seemed so quiet that day I've brought you back a medal for The Victory Parade