Its hard to keep tears out of my eyes
This might be our last goodbye
Our country calls you to defend a great land
So do your part just like a man
Down where the river bends
With god`s help we`ll meet again
Under the same old sycamore tree
Proud of each other and the land of the free
I go down to the ocean blue
Its just as close as I came to you
This old ocean might keep us apart
But it won`t keep you dear out of my heart
If the worst should happen and the poppies should wave
Over your far distant, lonely grave
All the rest of my life I`ll spend in prayer
I`ll meet you in heaven there`ll be no war there