Rest peacefully, my friend,
'Neath the rolling pastures,
Thy spirit is free, a warrior star,
Burning for'er in yon eternal sky.
Died fighting for a cause none your own,
So others can live in peace an' happiness.
Sleep now, my friend,
You have fought the good battle.
Now 'tis time to lay your weary body,
Down on the fields o' green,
Thy heart is still, thy heart is pure,
A warrior's heart thy beats.
Shine yore honor down upon us,
In yon e'er glory.
We will remember ye, my friend,
We will remember ye.