roll away the dawn,
roll away the dawn, and let me see,
the land of the free,
has anything changed at all;
sweet liberty,
sweet liberty is in our hands,
it's part of the plan,
or is it a state of mind?
horses and men,
horses and men are on the field,
they didn't yield,
many have fallen here;
never forget,
never forget what they have done,
the time will come,
when it will change again,
never forget!