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Always onward rode the six hundred

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Down the valley on their horses they thundered

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Ah but was it them who really blundered

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Uh huh it was the Manfreds'

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The soldiers waited at the gate for weeks

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In a wooden horse to the city they sneaked

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Who let them in was it the Greeks

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Uh huh it was the Manfreds'

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Uh huh it was the Manfreds'

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