They call us babes in arms
But we are babes in armour
They laugh at babes in arms
But we'll be laughing far more
On city street and farms
They'll hear a rising was cry
Youth will arrive,
Let them know you are alive,
Make it your cry!

They call us babes in arms
They think they must direct us
But if we're babes in arms
We'll make them all respect us
Why have we got our arms,
What have we got our sight for?
Play day is done,
We have a place in the sun
We must fight for
So babes in arms to arms!