God Help Me, I'm Just Not That

Without A Sign, His Sword The Brave Man Draws, And Asks No Omen, But His Country's Cause.

Shoulder-to-shoulder, Swing To The Work, We Must - Just Two As We Are - If We Hope To Make Some Headway. The Worst Cowards, Banded Together, Have Their Power, But You And I Have Got The Skill To Fight Their Best.

Miserable Mortals Who Like Leaves At One Moment Flame With Life Eating The Produce Of The Land And At Another Moment Weakly Perish.

Our Fruitless Labours Mourn, And Only Rich In Barren Fame Return.

Money Can Be Exchanged For Goods And Services!