Gallant soldiers all covered in dirt
Marching on the road to war
Never knowing where they would go
Through wind, rain, and snow
From battle to battle they did walk
Medals dangling across slumping chests
Victories mean little to those gone
A dead soldier forever rests
Regardless of country or flag that flies
Men rally to take arms to kill
Most never really know why there is no peace
Perhaps they never will
