When we were children, you and I
All gone, All gone, away my Boys
Our uncles hugged us and they said goodbye
All gone, away.
They felt immortal as all young men do
They climbed aboard the train, the whistle blew,
We waved to them on that bright summer day
The women wept, the old men looked away
They crossed the ocean and one day that fall
A soldier paid the family a call
The word spread quickly through the town
That Jack was missing, his destroyer had gone
And now immortal they shall be
Today we honor them for their great loyalty
Their love of country, their great and terrible gift
To us who live the lives they might have lived.