The regiment remains the regiment,
But the boy becomes a man,
The soldier becomes a veteran
And a father if he can.
While his children serve the regiment,
The veteran, he grows old,
To see his grandchild go off to war
that history is retold.
The regiment remains the regiment
But it is really just a name;
But those who pass through the regiment
Never come back the same.
And many do not return at all
But the regiment retains its fame.