Men in the charms of peace,
Basking in Freedom's sun,
Some day shall bless our Flag
After our work is done.
Aye, we will follow the Flag
Wherever she goes,
Into the tropic sun,
Into the northern snows.
Fearlessly, on we'll go
Into the cruel strife,
Men in the charms of peace,
Basking in Freedom's sun,
Some day shall bless our Flag
After our work is done.
Aye, we will follow the Flag
Wherever she goes,
Into the tropic sun,
Into the northern snows.
Fearlessly, on we'll go
Into the cruel strife,