All my friends, all my friends
Will meet the end someday
So I'll sing a song for them
To guide them on their way
Through the violet highs and the ochre lows
My load feels heavy most days
All my friends
I always knew and so did you
That we were going to war
Now years have passed
I'm trying to remember who it's for
If we reach thirty-six
Or if the door gets slammed
At least I know we've tried
For all my friends
Marching on, the Tennessee dawn
Is lifting o'er the fields
Steady on, America
You know it's time to heal
If you open your arms
You'll feel us warm and ready for a change
All my friends
All my friends