I have a dad, a dad who fights for us 

Who holds a gun in the Great War 

Who shoots and kills for me 

I have a dad, a dad who feels the fear 

Who walks about a death field 

In desperate sacrifice for me. 

I have a dad, a dad who’s at peace 

I have a dad together we shall meet 

Where the poppies grow out the ground 

And the cold blood stays without a sound.