I watched the sun this morning rise
And pure light to overcast skies
A bird flew lazily overhead
And sound the land to mourn the dead
Deep in "Batan" we know not where
Our soldiers breathe the enchanting air
And hope that someday they may see
A country that is great and free
They stand with vigor and with pride
To hold and win a countrys' side
In God they trust and know that this
Will see them through the midst
Of he who thought to break our will
And make us yield and not to kill
And know that in our heart there runs
A blood and fire that is never outdone
He should have known that sword and gun
Could never conquer our native sons
