On the fields of yesterdays, where many battle's been lost and wonnGreat domains of seasons passed, where many a deed was donenShining lands of yesterdays, deep down they will always be oursnMighty paths of epochs gone, with all their olden powersnnWooded hills of yesterdays, throughout our England's soilnForests vast of times surpassed, stretched out for mile on milenPotent earth of yesterdays, I know you will always be oursnEarth of our fatherland, with all it's olden powersnnOlden paths of yesterdays, with their olden powernGreat domains of seasons passed, they will always be oursnMighty paths of epochs gone, throughout our England's soilnForests vast of times surpassednnWooded hills of yesterdays, throughout our England's soilnForests vast of times surpassed, stretched out for mile 'on milenPotent earth of yesterdays, I know you will always be oursnEarth of our fatherland, with all it's olden powers