Deep in the field

A lone soldier stands

With mud on his boot

And blood on his hands

They left him behind

To bury the dead

And to say a few words on behalf of the leadership



Pardon me, boys

If I sleep off my pack

And sit for a while with you

I'd like to explain

Why you fine young men had to be blown apart

To defend this mud hole



Now our country, boys

Though it's quite far away

Found itself jeopardized

Endangered, boys

By these very gooks

Who lie here beside you

Forever near

Forever



We'd like to express

Our deep admiration

For your courage under fire

And your willingness to die

For your country, boys

We won't forget

We won't forget