In August '96 they took a trip,
 the clan who fought the droo.
 Searching for some kind o'salvation.
 With hearts held high and dignified.
 The townfolk and the passers by,
 held them in some kind of admiration.

 Chorus:
 March on, Clan McYokel's Army,
 fighting the wolves and the droo.
 March on Clan McYokel's Army.
 The lessons that you taught
 They'll ne'er forget them.

 Soldiers in the struggle for the right to fight.
 did the gods gi'me these hands just to be idle.
 While her holiness the Queenie,
 In her infinite celtic wisdom,
 did ask McYokels to join her army.

 Chorus:

 And the wolves and the droo all came down,
 and brought wi'' them the fury and the evil,
 But three days now since gone past,
 they 're all doon under the grass.
 Wi' McYokels above them in Victory.

 Chorus:
 Chorus:

 Clan McYokel's Army