Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
"Charge," was the captain's cry;
Their's not to reason why,
Their's not to make reply,
Their's but to do and die,Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
They’re gonna send them to do bayonet charges like in the good ol’ times.
Half a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. "Charge," was the captain's cry; Their's not to reason why, Their's not to make reply, Their's but to do and die, Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred.Charge of the light brigade?