You may talk about your Gordons and your Irish Fusiliers,
Your Black Watch and your Royal Scots and famous Grenadiers;
But for lads who meet the foemen with courage bounding high,
There's none can beat the laddies in the H.L.I.
And when they'd crossed the briny and were marching through Boulogne,
And striding on light-hearted, "Tipperary" for their song,
The Ma'moiselles in ecstasy admiringly did cry,
"Oh! see the bonnie laddies of the H.L.I."