Will you march for me?

By Wayne Hebb

I marched through this country

Keeping peace, maintaining the right

For you to be safe and free

Sometimes with a gun or with fists

Scars, maybe one or two

Would not stay in the past

Now, that I am through

My time comes at last

When they play last post,

Sending me home with dignity

The thing I want to know is

Will you, yes you, march for me