wake up boys there s a light at the window i can hear someone knocking on the door there are voices in the street and the sound of running feet and they whisper the word revolution there are men coming down from the valleys there are tall ships lying off the coast and they carry the light in the dark of the night like a whisper in the wind revolution bring my gun and a handful of silver by the sea we will gather for the fight it s been so many years so many tears we have lost once before now we ll settle the score when our cannons will roar revolution 