I heard my friend cry,
And he sank to his knees,
coughing blood,
As he screamed for his mother.
And I fell by your side,
and thats how he died,
clinging like kids to each other.
And I lay in the mud, and the guts and the blood
And I wept as his body grew colder
And I called for my mother, but she never came
Though it wasn't my fault, and I wasn't to blame
The day not half over, and ten thousand slain
And now there's nobody remembers our names
And that's how it is
For each soldier