The Soldiers of the Old Home Guard

The Soldiers of the Old Home Guard is song from Bedknobs and Broomsticks.

Lyrics
They’re sailing for England

Oh! What a shame!

Someone is after our island again

We’ll let them have it…

Oh, yes we will!

But maybe they won’t want it when they get the bill!

For we wrote the story of the old brigades

We know the glory of yesterday’s parades

We'll sell Old Blighty yard by yard

They'll buy it from the old home guard! They will!

They'll buy it from the old home guard!

Call out the navy, call out the ranks

Call out the air force, call out the tanks.

From the cliffs of Dover call up the gulls

And don’t forget the loyal territorials!

But, who’s sticking in here? Who will defend

every inch of England no matter what they send?

Who’s standing firm in our own front yard?

The soldiers of the old home guard

That’s Who!

The soldiers of the old home guard

For we wrote the story of the old brigades

We know the glory of yesterday’s parades

Who’s standing firm in our own front yard?

The soldiers of the old home guard

That’s Who!

The soldiers of the old home guard.