The Trooper

A Song about The Charge of the Light Brigade
By Iron Maiden

You’ll take my life, but I’ll take yours too
You’ll fire your musket, but I’ll run you through
So when you’re waiting for the next attack
You’d better stand, there’s no turning back 

The Bugle sounds, the charge begins
But on this battlefield, no one wins
The smell of acrid smoke and horses breath
As I plunge on into certain death 

The horse, he sweats with fear, we break to run
The mighty roar of the Russian guns
And as we race towards the human wall
The screams of pain as my comrades fall 

We hurdle bodies that lay on the ground
And the Russians fire another round
We get so near, yet so far away
We won’t live to fight another day 

We get so close, near enough to fight
When a Russian gets me in his sight
He pulls the trigger and I feel the blow
A burst of rounds take my horse below 

And as I lay there gazing at the sky
My body’s numb and my throat is dry
And as I lay, forgotten and alone
Without a tear, I draw my parting groan