They ask us why we do it, why we still parade?
Now that we are older and just a little frayed.
It’s not for the sake of glory, or the medals on our chest,
It’s simply that we are comrades who stood the final test.
On the 6th June that fateful day – a day we’ll never forget,
Many a lad laid down his life and paid the final debt.
So when you see a veteran, give the man your hand,
For the medals on his chest were won on foreign land.
And when God asks the question: who are you my man?
I will proudly answer, “Sir, I’m a veteran”.