It’t early morn, the wind’s a thief
And carries danger not relief
The dampness cuts right to the bone
There is no cure or safety zone.
Tis best if we prepare ahead
To keep our bodies safe instead
Think hard about what one must do
To save ourselves and make it through.
For who can know where we have been
Or who will guess what we have seen
We’ll fight to keep our homeland safe
Believe, oh ye of little faith !