On horseback,
On pedestal,
On stone slab,
These sentinels keep watch.
Thousands died in this town,
On these fields,
On these ridges,
On these round tops.
On horseback,
On pedestal,
On stone slab,
These sentinels keep watch.
Some men marched away; others didn't.
Far from home,
Far from loved ones,
Here, they've rested.
On horseback,
On pedestal,
On stone slab,
These sentinels keep watch.
There's a specialness here,
In battle's vastness,
In preserved lands,
In the consecrated ground.
On horseback,
On pedestal,
On stone slab.
These sentinels keep watch.
Descendants, history buffs, feel it,
Americans feel it.
We are this place,
We watch, too.
