So Far Away

Come along, see the warriors in blue
As they march along so proud, attractin' such a crowd
With their bayonets fixed and their rifles at the slope
The daughters and the sons fly the planes and fire the guns
For you and me

Come along, see the khaki on parade
See the General salutes, see the highly polished boots
March along to the beat of the drum
Through the mud and through the rain, will you ever see again
The friends you knew?

For the time will come when a child returns
The broken youth and the battle burns
There are words of sympathetic pride
And memorials to those who died

Now here they come, here they come down the street
Not so many as before, their backs are tired, their feet are sore
But the music continues to play
Exceptin' for the few for whom the bugle blew
So far away

For the time will come when a child returns
The broken youth and the battle burns
There are words of sympathetic pride
And memorials to those who died

Now here they come, here they come down the street
Not so many as before, their backs are tired, their feet are sore
But the music continues to play
Exceptin' for the few for whom the bugle blew
So far away

So far away
So far away
So far away...