When darkness comes
And shadows fill the night
We stand at arms
And ready for the fight
Brave men will fall
Upon St Crispin's Day
On Fields of Agincourt
Our hearts will stay
Raise up your voice
And let the foeman hear
Our duty calls
Of them we have no fear
See flags that fly
So proudly in the wind
On Fields of Agincourt
For them we sing
Now comes the hour
So feed the trumpet call
We will advance
With longbow and the sword
Lift up your hearts
For England and the King
On Fields of Agincourt
This day we will win
Hail to the King
His kingdom will not fall
Praise to the King
Who leads us from the fore
Long live the King
On Fields of Agincourt
Men will speak of him this day
And evermore
On Fields of Agincourt
Men will speak of us this day
And evermore, evermore