John Kirkpatrick Saint George
Now I am Saint George and a God-fearing man,
I fight for Old England whenever I can,
With a banner in battle all foes to defy
Let “The Cross and Saint George” be your battle cry.
Chorus (after each verse):
And on my breast a red, red rose,
The flower of England wherever she grows.
With courage and valour I act out my days,
I seek for no honour, I ask for no praise.
My only desire is to handle the sword
And that England may flourish is all my reward.
Now I fought with the dragon and brought him to shame,
I was killed seven times but I still fought again.
I was killed seven times but it did me no ill
And God being willing I'll fight again still.
In the cause of all freedom my banner shall wave,
The oppressed and downtrodden my sword it shall save.
And kindle the hearts of all true-living men
That the victory be ours at the final Amen.
