April 25th, a long time ago,
You went to battle at dawn.
Many lost their lives that day;
Together we will mourn.
More than that though,
We will march and remember those brave men,
For they went to war and battled on;
They fought for our freedom then.
Through the darkest nights and the longest days,
Through muddy grounds you go.
You marched on and looked behind
And you saw the poppies grow.