I have marched For years on end My comrades fell As I defend The goals I set My armies fled Fell as they ran Trampled our dead Rush, back through the fields, I am hush All the ghosts of the dead are awake, I'm afraid The ghost of comrades Dead and gone Rise in my path To do me wrong As wars are fought Armies abide Should I be tried For men who died? Rush, back through the fields, I am hush All the ghosts of the dead are awake, I'm afraid