Roll away the dawn
Roll away the dawn, and let me see
The land of the free
Has anything changed at all;
Sweet liberty
Sweet liberty is in our hands
It's part of the plan
Or is it a state of mind?
Horses and men
Horses and men are on the field
They didn't yield
Many have fallen here;
Never forget
Never forget what they have done
The time will come
When it will change again
Never forget!