  Sternly march the soldier men, Straight ahead, Where they’re led, Ready for self-sacrifice, Braving death in any guise. Straight ahead, Where they’re led, Sternly march the splendid hosts, Never flinching from their posts, Facing frightful odds at first, When o’er peaceful lands war burst, Beating back the hated foe With a strong united blow. Thinking of our soldier men There’s no duty we will shirk, Rain or shine will stop no work, Thinking of our soldier men. |
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