The King's Way


 * The newest street in London town,
 * The Kingsway, the Kingsway!
 * The newest street in London town,
 * Who’ll pace it up and pace it down?
 * The brave, the strong, who strive and try,
 * And think and work, who fight and die
 * To make their England’s royal way
 * The King’s Way, the King’s Way!


 * The noblest street in London town,
 * The Kingsway, the Kingsway!
 * The noblest street in London town,
 * The stir of life beats up and down;
 * In serried ranks the sabres shine,
 * And Art and Craft and Thought divine,
 * All crowd and fill the great highway,
 * The Kingsway, the Kingsway!


 * On dreary roads in London town
 * The sick and poor sink sadly down in gloom:
 * But grace and pity meet
 * When King and Queen stretch hands and greet
 * The weary ones;
 * This, they say,
 * Our King’s way, and our Queen’s way.


 * There is a path across the deep, -
 * The King’s Way, the King’s Way!
 * There’s a path across the deep, -
 * A path the Island ships shall keep;
 * A way by which to those we win,
 * Whose hands we clasp, whose hearts are kin,
 * England’s sons across the sea;
 * They too will fight to keep it free:


 * Let ev’ry voice in England say, -
 * ”God keep the way by night and day,
 * The King of England’s Way!”
 * The King’s Way, the King’s Way!