Right On Their Side - Audience

High in the hills our Palace stood so bold

We’d drink our fill from challices of gold

Oh, then we’d ride through the night, fight the foe, overthrow

We had right on our side

And from his throne the King of England’s son

This man alone united all as one

Oh, he’d inspire, words of fire, glory sought, death was nought

We had right on our side

We laughed though knowing death was near

Forgetting wives and children dear

And hoping that our friends would see

How well we killed the enemy

We bloodied ruthless every sword

Each dedicated to our Lord

And tortured captives with no mind

To victims' widows left behind