Ria Hall - They Come Marching

And they come marching
One by one
Only one order given
Fire ammunition
Let me ask you a question
So what is it you seek?
To covet the earth below
Take it from ‘neath my feet?
You see I have the answer
Oh time will tell
My descendants won’t suffer
Blow up the pā to hell

If it’s war you wanna press on me
I’ll be ready
I’ll be ready

And still they’re marching
Two by two
Armstrongs they come a pounding
To breach their way into
This place I’m standing
Be fortified
Don’t judge it on face value
Cause we got more inside, ha!
You see I’m clever
Thought this thing through
Got it all down on paper
Come here let me show you

If it’s war you wanna press on me
I’ll be ready
I’ll be ready

Don’t underestimate
What you don’t know
That’s your first mistake
One, two, three, go
See I will rise above
Amidst the fear
I will stand my ground
You won’t bring me down

Written by:
Ria Hall

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