Billy Black went to war
He was sixteen years of age
Billy Black was a man at seventeen
In the silence we remember
The faces and the names
In silence we remember
The places where it rained
How many times do we call his name

 

The bells are ringing out
Somewhere inside your head
For a moment a chill goes down your spine
In the shadows there’s a vision
You see him in your mind
What could be the reason
For life to be unkind
How many times do we call their names

 

Do we fight for freedom
Do we fight against the terror
Do we fight for land we love
Do we fight against religion
Do we fight forever
Do we fight to honour the fallen
Do we fight for Billy again… and again

 

Billy Black lived his life
To stand on guard for thee
Katie Black stood by to love him so
The grand kids and a spaniel
Are running in the yard
A life he fought and paid for
With years he could not afford
How many times do we hear their names