ALL HONOR TO NEW ZEALAND.

Taranaki Daily News, 24 July 1915, Page 11 (Supplement)

ALL HONOR TO NEW ZEALAND.

From far away New Zealand, There came a happy band Of line, strong strapping fellows Into Egypt's sunny laud; Each of them eager and anxious At once to go to France, To meet the Kaiser's Uhlans, And with them tako their chance

For the Kaiser he had thleatened To bring old England to her knees, And to take from her her colonies, And sweep her Navy from the seas; To crash the British Army For ever off the earth!* Hut the Kaiser, he'll be sorry That he to the war gave birth.

For, when England war did declare Upon her German foe, The New Zealand lads., they shouted, We are ready and willing to go, To fight for tlie Motherland— The land wo love so dear, And show- the German Uhlans Of them wc do not fear.

And when they came to Zeiloun, To camp on the desert sand, The lads from Lancashire welcomed them, And shook them by the hand, As brother should do to brother, For we are kith and kin — Each here to do our duty To help England her battles to win.

New Zealanders! wo are proud of you. Proud of you to a man! For in the hour of England's need, "To arms" you each one ran, As true "Sons of the Empire,'' You answered the nation's call To show that you are true British To the backbone ono and all!

So, don't you get down-hearted, Because you are on Egypt's sand, For the day and hour is coming When you will fight for the Motherland, For we know that you will prove worthy Of tlie trust that England's placed In you to win her battles, When you meet the foe face to face.

And soon you will be leaving To go and take your share, In the war that is now raging, Where we know you'll do and dare; But we hope you go to London first, Au"d see the dear Homeland, For a "Senakora" greeting will be your's As you march along the Strand!

And when your turn comes at tho front, We hope to be with you, too, So that wo may fight side by side, For we know that you are Triic Blue, And when the war is over And homeward bound you be, Carry the Lancashire lads' good wishes To our friends across the sea. Composed by Drummer T. Black, loth Manchester Regiment, Heliopolis Camp, Cairo, Egypt, January, 1010.