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