I TAKE OFF MY HAT TO ALBERT

Albert, King of Belgium, is the hero of the hour;

He's the greatest king in Europe, he's a royal arch and tower;

He is bigger in the trenches than the Kaiser on his Throne,

And the whole world loves him for the sorrows he has known:

So I take off my hat to Albert.

Defiance was his answer to the Teuton at his gate,

Then he buckled on his armor and pledged his soul to fate;

He stood between his people and the biggest Essen gun,

For he feared not shot nor shrapnel as his little army won:

So I take off my hat to Albert.

King of Belgium, Duke of Brabant, Count of Flanders, all in one;

Little Kingdom of the Belgae starr'd with honor in the sun!

You have won a place in history, of your deeds the world will sing,

But the glory of your nation is your dust-stained, fearless King:

So I take off my hat to Albert.