Gathering below the blazing sunlight
Way out of the enemies sight
Assembled riders behind the ridge

Waiting for the battle call

Soon to ride against the foe

Armed with blessings and bayonets
Flashing like swords in the light of sun
Waiting for the orders to come


Attack!


Pushing them horses into a trot
Spreading out over the field
Still unseen by the enemies eye

Riding for glory or riding to die

Quicken the pace -- into a gallop

Riding -- ignoring the fear
Of cause we were scared -- but we couldn't drop
Wishing to hell we weren't here


Shaking ground - as the canons begin to roar
Detonating - as we ride straight into war

Falling - horses go insane
Dying - soldiers scream in pain


Rapid fire begins to take it's toll
Riders horses -- deadly wounded they fall
Ground shaking -- roaring horses thunder

We will ride to victory -- never going under!

Plowing through the enemy

Overrunning man and gun
They surrender or they die
The battle must be won

Down in Berersheba
A legend was made
Paid with blood

Of the light horse brigade