A fabric forever woven
with tears and blood it stained
flutter’d from a halyard
in light we see it raised
with tears and blood it stained
flutter’d from a halyard
in light we see it raised
Carried high with pride in khaki
the smoke of war it saw
before it the blood and screams of dying
A land for which they fought
the smoke of war it saw
before it the blood and screams of dying
A land for which they fought
Each silken weave of thread
carries a nations history
of chest’d pride stood swollen
before a nation colours scheme
carries a nations history
of chest’d pride stood swollen
before a nation colours scheme
In peace it flutters highly
the wind in threadbare torn
a richly painted beacon
in years of sweat and storms
the wind in threadbare torn
a richly painted beacon
in years of sweat and storms
By names of known are many
from lands across this world
but the one that stands up brightly
is the one before I’m stood
from lands across this world
but the one that stands up brightly
is the one before I’m stood