The Charge Of The Light Brigade-bonus Songtext
von Manfred Mann

Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred."Forward, the Light Brigade!
Charge for the guns!" he said.
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.Forward, the Light Brigade!
Was there a man dismayed?
Not though the soldier knew
Someone had blundered.


Theirs not to make reply,
Theirs not to reason why,
Theirs but to do and die.
Noble the six hundred.Honor the Light Brigade,
Honor the charge they made,
Noble the six hundredCannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volleyed and thundered;Stormed at with shot and shell,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Rode the six hundred

Someone had blundered!

Noble six hundred...

Someone had blundered!

Noble six hundred...

Someone had blundered!