Once upon a thrill walking upon the hill
I saw the army come marching to a drum
Coming one by one and two by two
We've got a lot to do put on your polished shoes
Make yourself look fine pretty yourself in time
For we've to run to town to see them come
The cavalry is coming quick on stallions six by six
Leaving dust behind the cloud had left me blind
The day forever in my avid mind
The general passes by a flag held proud and high
A scabbard on his belt his sword I swore I felt
He touched it upon my head with a smile
The infantry is coming down on the path to town
One thousand in the line marching double time
To reach their camp by dusk and rest awhile
Oh what a wondrous life I hear the drum and fife
A bugle strong and loud the heavenliest sound
Their footsteps stomp the ground in perfect time
I walk down the road
With nowhere planned to go
Everyone I know
Has told me lies
I never gave a damn
About a single one of them
If I tell that to myself
Makes it easier to go