the charge of the light brigade

charge the gunners
charge the guns brigade into the vally of death rode the six hundred
cannon to right of them cannon to left of them cannon in behide of them rode the six hundred
flash all their sabers bare, flash as they turn in air sabring the gunners there
they that had fought so well came thro the jaws of death back from the mouth of hell all that was left of them left of six hundred
when can their glory fade?O,the wild charge they made!All the world wonder'd.Honor the charge they made!Honor the Light Brigade,Noble six hundred!
we survived the war we are the survivor
we must run away

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