This will be the day
Let's go, men!
This will be the morning
Bring out the prisoner!
We will see them dying in the dust
I don't know what I can do
Still I know I've got to try
Now we make 'em pay
Eagle help my feet to fly
Now, without a warning
Mountain help my heart be great
Now we leave 'em blood and bone and rust
Spirits of the earth and sky
It's them or us
Please don't let it be too late
They're just a bunch of
Dirty stinking savages -Savages
Demon -Devil -Kill them!
Savages, savages What are we waiting for
Destroy their evil race until there's not a trace left
How loud -We will sound the drums of war
Are the drums of war -Now we sound the drums of war
Now we see what comes of trying to be chums -Now we sound the drums
Is the death of all I love carried in the drumming of No!