Born in the plains A farmer’s sons and brothers the same Raised on promises we’d stay that way As boys we believed summers at the sea We were free to become men of good will Side by side And we were children then Footprints in the sand And where the ocean bends We made our promises
Duty soon calls 1943 we enrolled Together we would be our family’s pride And we were soldiers then Our bodies in the sand And like that sand through our hands Go our grandest plans And just to see your face for one moment I’d cross the ocean again The end is not the end
And I’ll be by your side On the other side I’ll be by your side On the other side
And through the cloud of death We find our way back home And though I hold your hand All must go alone And when you see the face of our Maker You don’t have to be ashamed He knows the promises we made
And I’ll be by your side On the other side I’ll be by your side On the other side