[INTRO] [VERSE] Half a league, half a league, half a league onward [REFRAIN] All in the valley of Death rode the six hundred (six hundred) [VERSE] "Forward, the Light Brigade! Charge for the guns!", he said Into the Valley of Death, rode the six hundred "Forward, the Light Brigade!", was there a man dismayed? Not though the soldier knew, someone had blundered Theirs not to make reply, theirs not to reason why, theirs but to do and die (do and die) [REFRAIN] Into the valley of Death, rode the six hundred (six hundred) [VERSE] Cannon to right of them, cannon to left of them, cannon in front of them, volleyed and thundered Stormed at with shot and shell, boldly they rode and well [REFRAIN] Into the jaws of Death, into the mouth of hell, rode the six hundred (six hundred) [VERSE] Flashed all their sabers bare, flashed as they turned in air Sabering the gunners there, charging an army while all the world wondered Plunged in the battery-smoke, right through the line they broke Cossack and Russian, reeled from the sabre stroke, shattered and sundered Then they rode back, but not, not the six hundred