Who Are These Men

Who are these men who march so proud

Who quietly weep, eyes closed, heads bowed

Who are the men who once were boys

Who missed out on youth and all it's joy

Who are these men with sorrowful look

Who can still remember lives that were took

Who are these men who fought for all

Who fought for their country, for freedom for all

Who are these men

Who are these men

Who are these men

Who are these men

Who are these men

Who are these men

Who are these men

Aged faces

Who silently count the empty spaces

Who are, who are

In the midst of pain

Whispering comfort to those they would not see again

Who are these men

The men who saw young men die

The price of peace is always high

These are the men

Who God holds asleep

Alive in the hearts

Who I promise to keep

Who are these men

Who are these men

Who are

Who are these men

Who are these men

Who are these men

Who are these men

Who are these men

Veterans my friends I will remember them

I will Remember them

Veterans my friends I will remember them

I will

I will