You are the boys of the Empire
Steady and brave and true
You are the ones
She calls her sons
And I love you.
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'Says he won't go away without kissing the girl that sang "Empire Boys"', was the reply. 'Bin shiftin' it, 'e 'as, not 'arf!' Sure enough, from the midst of the crowd came:
Yew are ther boys of the Empire,
Steady an' brave an' trew.
Yew are the wuns
She calls 'er sons
An' I luv yew.
Not George Washington. 17 A Ghostly Gathering