Only An Armour-Bearer, Firmly I Stand,
Waiting To Follow At The King’s Command ;
Marching, If Onward Shall The Order Be,
Standing By My Captain, Serving Faithfully.

Hear Ye The Battle-Cry ! Forward ! The Call ;
See, See, The Faltering Ones, Backward They Fall.
Surely My Captain May Depend On Me,
Though But An Armour-Bearer I May Be.

Only An Armour-Bearer, Now In The Field,
Guarding A Shining Helmet, Sword, And Shield,
Waiting To Hear The Thrilling Battle- Cry,
Ready Then To Answer, Master, Here Am I.

Only An Armour-Bearer, Yet May I Share
Glory Immortal, And A Bright Crown Wear
If In The Battle To My Trust I’m True,
Mine Shall Be The Honours In The
Grand Review.