When faced with a hinderance
  the brave mountainier
  turns and walks back into the wind
  but my hesitation
  in strange hemisphere
  makes me quit before I begin
  
  intrepid explorer
  his reason extremes
  persues the unknwo we perefect aplone
  behaves like a trooper
  who brags and blasphemes
  tell the truth, I wanna go home
  
  back to blighty
  back to blighty
  back to blighty
  back to blighty
  
  the poor navagator
  the siren that calls
  he’s not a warning of coming distressed
  although you’re a chamer
  the prospect appals
  going back to my former address
  
  back to blighty
  back to blighty
  back to blighty
  back to blighty
  
  there is a green hill far away....