The Piper plays a Lament Eight bear the weight Of the Coffin draped With the Red Maple Leaf. And She weeps.
At the slow march they step For a Comrade has fallen The Journey begins The Homeland is calling, and Again She weeps.
Up the ramp moves the coffin To rest in the belly Of the giant grey bird. With a Brother beside Never alone, and Again She weeps.
Soon the roar, then the leap To the Heavens, the bird takes flight Homing West to the setting sun Chasing the afterglow into the night. Straight on til the morrow When dawn brings the light. For Canada's awaiting Her Hero, Her Child, and Again She Weeps.
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