'Twas a cold morn' in the Autumn
When we went upon our way
Took up arms, and kissed the ladies
And their eyes begged us to stay
But a land there is for winnin'
And the Kingdom we defend
So we pick up all our weapons
In the cold October wind
Oh I am John the tailor
Makin' clothing is my trade
And I never fought with any
And I never held a blade
But the enemy is comin'
And we'll meet them on the field
And though courage, it may leave me
I swear I'll never yield
And we'll march through the Autumn
Though the winds may howl and roar
And we'll fight to the last man
'Til we push them to the shore
And our children they are cryin'
But the Kingdom we defend
So we pick up all our weapons
In the cold October wind
Oh I am Sean MacKenzie
I'm the smithy of this town
And I just spent all my earnin's
On my ladies weddin' gown
But the enemy is marching
We can see them 'cross the field
So we'll meet them in the heather
With a clash of sword and shield
And we'll march through the Autumn
Though the winds may howl and roar
And we'll fight to the last man
'Til we push them to the shore
And our boys they are all frightened
But the Kingdom we defend
So we'll meet them, and we'll battle
In the cold October wind
I'm Simon, I'm a minstrel
And I'm good wi' word and song
And I'll drink with any rover
And I'll sing the whole night long
But the enemy is chargin'
And the time for song is past
So I'll pray my lassie hears me
As I sing my very last
And we'll march through the Autumn
Though the winds may howl and roar
And we'll fight to the last man
'Til we push them to the shore
And our soldiers they are dyin'
But the Kingdom we defend
'Til the last of us has fallen
In the cold October wind
And our army lies in ruins
Domine
But I canna' say who lost
Patri
For we kept them from our homeland
Requiem
But dear God what the cost!
Dear God what the cost!
But the enemy was marching
And the Kingdom we defend
So we gather up our dyin'
In nomine Patri, et Fili, et Spiritus Sancti
In the cold October wind
Amen
And we'll march through the Autumn
Though the winds may howl and roar
And we'll fight to the last man
'Til we push them to the shore
When the enemy comes callin'
'Tis our homeland we defend
Then we march back to our families
In the cold October wind