With the Lost Legion in New Zealand
The Lost Legion
The Lost Legion
There's a Legion that never was 'listed,
That carries no colours or crest
But split in a thousand detachments
Is breaking the road for the rest.
We preach in advance of the army,
We skirmish ahead of the Church,
With never a gunboat to help us,
When we're scuppered and left in the lurch.
But we know as the cartridges finish,
And we're piled on our last little shelves,
That the Legion that never was 'listed
Will send us as good as ourselves.