Now is the time for marching
Now let your hearts be gay
Hark to the merry bugles
Sounding along our way
So let your voices ring my boys
And take your time from me
And I'll sing you a song as we march along
Of Sussex by the Sea.
For we're the men from Sussex
Sussex by the Sea,
We plough and sow and reap and mow,
And useful men are we:
And when you come to Sussex,
Whoever you may be,
You can tell them all that we'll stand or fall
For Sussex by the Sea.
Oh Sussex, Sussex by the Sea
Good old Sussex by the Sea
You can tell them all that we'll stand or fall
For Sussex by the Sea.
Light is the love of a soldier
That's what the ladies say
Lightly he goes a wooing
Lightly he rides away
In love and war, we always are
As fair as fair can be,
And a soldier boy is the ladies' joy
In Sussex by the Sea.
Oh Sussex, Sussex by the Sea
Good old Sussex by the Sea
You can tell them all that we'll stand or fall
For Sussex by the Sea.
Far o'er the seas we wander
Wide through the world we roam,
Far from the kind hearts yonder
Far from the dear old home,
But never shall we forget my boys
And true we'll every be
To the girls so kind that we've left behind
In Sussex by the Sea.