I went out to fight, leaving family behind,
No tears as I left but loves eternal bind,
We’ll meet again, underneath the Oak tree,
I ask for nothing but remembrance in me.

The reality of war was not as it was sold,
Mud and madness, frozen by bitter cold,
But the stories they spoke told of only glory,
I ask for nothing but remembrance in me.

When the battle was done, I did not return home,
In blood enriched earth, I lay all alone,
My death wasn’t in vain, because you are free,
I ask for nothing but remembrance in me.