We left you in pastures rarely seen
(Holding out the fortress for a while)
Everyone knew why the calm had been
(Keeping friends among you saves a fight)
In the dead of the night there was movement and shadows
Attacking the women and taking the gold
The men were away and no one could hear them
They still cry today when the story is told
High on a mountain, out searching for gold
Men have had warning of scriptures foretold
Turn around and fight for freedom, you can hear the people screaming:
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Calling all the heroes!
Shooting up the town, boys
Call all the hero-oh oh ohs
Calling all the heroes
They're burning up the town, boys
Men returned to find their home destroyed
(People rushing round with scars of war)
Babies crying, the aged, wounded, mourned
(Calling out for someone to hear their prayers)
Five miles away were the thieves and the bandits
Laughing and joking, and sickly and crude
They didn't know that the men had come back home
They didn't know they were being pursued
High on a mountain, the men looked below
Cooked up a plan that would outwit their foe
They scrambled down the mountain shooting, reclaimed all the bandits looted
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Calling all
Stop!
Calling all the heroes
They're shooting up the town, boys
Call all the heroes
(Chorus)
Call all the heroes
(Chorus)
Writer(s): John Robert Beck, Francis Dunnery, Richard Nolan, Robert Dalton
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