Tread softly, through the fields

for you walk on the lives of many

where blood of brothers forms the

currency of our freedom

Tread softly, upon the hills

for you climb the peaks of sacrifice

where the fallen carry us

til the break of new dawn

Tread softly, down the valley

for twas once a trench of war

where the bullets were rain

that washed away lives in the mud

Tread softly, as you walk this land

as you breathe the country air

never forget, but remember

that our soldiers bore us a home