" ONE FOUR NINE " 
Lambton's Battalion 

Right about ! Quickstep ! 
Here we are in line ! 
Every man a soldier is 
Ne'er a grouch or whine. 
Face your colonel , now salute , 
( Measure yours with mine; ) 
Now we're off,a long march 
For the "One Four Nine". 

CHORUS 
O the One Four Nine! 
The One Four Nine; 
Lambton shall be proud of us 
And our One Four Nine. 
So it's step out,look out! 
(Make those buttons shine) 
We're out to hunt for glory 
For our "One Four Nine". 

Sing a song to keep up heart, 
Sing it loud and long; 
Make the woods and uplands shout 
We're the brave and strong. 
We're the lads in training now, 
Lion heart and bold; 
Some day you'll be proud of us, 
What we have we'll hold. 

What we have we'll hold,boys; 
Then we'll add some more! 
Little bits and little bits 
Make a mighty score; 
Right about!Face about! 
Keep a steady eye, 
You're the lads to make them quail; 
Ours to do or die. 

But dying's not the only work, 
We have yet to bring 
Honour,glory,D.S.O. 
(Hear those fellows sing) 
Shout your voices hoarse lads, 
Ne're a man repine. 
Lambton shall be proud of us 
And her "One Four Nine". 

Lambton shall be proud of us, 
Boys in khaki clad, 
Future heroes marching on, 
Faces bright and glad. 
Does not matter what your hight, 
Be you short or tall, 
Lean or lanky,dark or fair, 
Any boy at all. 

With big heart within our coat, 
(Take your oath and sign), 
We'll make a soldier of you 
For the "One Four Nine". 

Words by Mrs. A.G. Brown (Robina Sibbald Brown) , mother of Lieut. R.P.Brown