With easter comming up, how about this wee ditty...
As sang by me and my old army mates, of 10 field squadron back in 1975
There is a green hill far away,
without a city wall,
where the dear lord was crucified,
he died to save us all....
....................... 1, 2, 3,
FOR he's a jolly good fellow, for he's a jolly good...
I'll get me coat as well, then?