[intro, sitar, drums] [Verse 1:] In the scorching sun, where the sands embrace, The Coldstream Guards, in the heat of the chase. From Cairo to Tobruk, through the dust and the flame, We march through the shadows, bearing the name. With our "Pip-pip" and "Tally-ho," we ride, In the desert's fire, where the bravest bide. Amidst the chaos, through valleys and dunes, We face the enemy under desert moons. [Pre-Chorus:] With a "Boo-yah!" and a "Blighty" cheer, We conquer the fear, drawing strength from here. Through the whispers of the khamsin wind, Our hearts are the shield, where our legacy begins. [Chorus:] In the desert's fire, we rise and fall, The Coldstream Guards, answering the call. Through the heat and the battle, we stand tall, In the heart of the desert, where heroes brawl. In the desert's fire, we rise and fall, The Coldstream Guards, answering the call. [Verse 2:] With a "Gone for a Burton" grin, we fight, Against the odds, in the thick of the fight. Through the minefields and trenches, we press on, With the spirit of the Guard, we carry on. In the stillness of the night, under a canopy of stars, We dream of Blighty, near and far. With our mates by our side, no retreat, no stall, In the desert's fire, we stand tall. [Pre-Chorus:] With a "Chocky" in hand and a song in the air, We face the despair, with a courageous stare. Through the sandstorms and battles, we've seen it all, The Coldstream Guards, answering the call. [Chorus:] In the desert's fire, we rise and fall, The Coldstream Guards, answering the call. Through the heat and the battle, we stand tall, In the heart of the desert, where heroes brawl. In the desert's fire, we rise and fall, The Coldstream Guards, answering the call. [Solo, guitar, sitar, drums] [Bridge:] From El Alamein to the final push, Through victory and loss, we never flush. With a "Stick it up your jumper" jest, We gave our best, we did our quest. [Chorus:] In the desert's fire, we rise and fall, The Coldstream Guards, answering the call. Through the heat and the battle, we stand tall, In the heart of the desert, where heroes brawl. In the desert's fire, we rise and fall, The Coldstream Guards, answering the call. [Outro:] So raise a glass to the sands of time, To the courage and grit, in their prime. The Coldstream Guards, in desert's thrall, In the desert's fire, we answered the call.