To the tune of "The Bonnie Blue Flag". Midi here: http://www.contemplator.com/folk2/bonnieblue.html

Song of the 21st Lancers

We are a band of brothers who fight for Liberty

Spending blood and laminate to keep our people free

When hearth and home are threatened, and things are at their worst

With cries of “Death or Glory”, comes the mighty Twenty-First

Hurrah, hurrah, when things are at their worst

With cries of “Death or Glory” comes the mighty Twenty-First

Once we rode on horses and carried wooden spears

Now we ride Excaliburs designed by engineers

But whether horse or hover-tank still Lancers are the same

The foes of peace and freedom always tremble at our name

Hurrah, hurrah, still Lancers are the same

The foes of peace and freedom always tremble at our name

Our charge is irresistible, with rail-gun, mass and speed

The fear we strike in foemen’s hearts would make a Reaver plead

We’ll tell our foes “Well, you can run, if you are so inspired.

But it really doesn’t matter, you’ll just end up dying tired.”

Hurrah, hurrah, run if you’re so inspired.

But it really doesn’t matter, you’ll just end up dying tired.”

So saddle up my comrades, the battle will come soon

Maybe on a Core world’s shore, or some abandoned moon

And when our people call us, the answer will be clear

Lancers ride to Death or Glory. Yes, the Twenty-First is here

Hurrah, hurrah, the answer will be clear

Lancers ride to Death or Glory. Yes, the Twenty-First is here