Heart of Oak, well-seasoned wood,
I can feel your presence
My breast has been your hiding place,
My fathers’ blood, your sustenance
You are our unity and our continuity
Though some may seek to hide
You are our truest side,
Heart of Oak
Your ancient roots are flawed by years,
Yet they run deep in native soil
Both good and bad we all must face
For ‘tis the harvest of our toil
It matters not from whence we came
All your children bare your brand
To fracture now would be but waste
Together let us always stand
When tyrants tried to pierce you through,
You drove them back with fiery pride
Let not your fatal hour be
The consequence of suicide
Our fickle world is set for change,
To change the world for change’s sake
We’re told to look the other way
To bend our honour lest we break
But in the end, unthinking change
Measures out a petty price
The greatest worth is in the heart
Of constancy and sacrifice
You are our unity and our continuity
Though some may seek to hide
You are our truest side –
God save this nation’s pride,
Heart of Oak