Here's a modern version of "Over the Hills and Far Away"
(from SHARPE'S EAGLE)
Four thousand dollars on the drum,
For those who’ll volunteer to come
And enlist to fight the foe today,
Over the hills and far away.
O’er the hills, we will attack
Afghanistan and then Iraq;
George Bush commands and we obey,
Over the hills and far away. 
When duty calls me, I must go
To stand and face another foe;
But part of me will always stray
Over the hills and far away.
O’er the hills, from sea to land,
Iraq, and then on to Iran;
George Bush commands and we obey,
Over the hills and far away. 
If I should fall to fight no more,
As many comrades did before,
Then ask the pipes and drums to play
"Over the hills and far away".
O’er the hills, pro patria,
Iran and then Arabia;
George Bush commands and we obey,
Over the hills and far away. 
Then fall in, lads, behind the drum,
With colours blazing like the sun,
Along the road to come what may,
Over the hills and far away.
O’er the hills we will advance,
Through Belgium, Germany, and France;
George Bush commands and we obey,
Over the hills and far away. 