As the sun rises we cast aside sleeping
Roused by the war horn we greet glorious day
A breakfast of biscuits with shoulder companions
Elated are we to face battle's fray
Thrice joyous are we who follow the falcon
Thrice joyous are we wherever we roam
Thrice joyous are we Who don gold and purple
Thrice joyous are we who call Heartland home.
At the sun's zenith the vanguard advances
Fierce golden falcon in unbroken wall
Defeat or sweet vict'ry we share as a family
With our shield brothers we stand or we fall
Thrice joyous are we who follow the falcon
Thrice joyous are we wherever we roam
Thrice joyous are we Who don gold and purple
Thrice joyous are we who call Heartland home.
At the sun's ebbing we march back to warcamp
Winded from warfare yet still we sing loud
A hot cup of soup is the soldier's ambrosia
We tell tales of comrades of whom we are proud
Thrice joyous are we who follow the falcon
Thrice joyous are we wherever we roam
Thrice joyous are we Who don gold and purple
Thrice joyous are we who call Heartland home.
In the sun's absence we gather together
With voices conjoined we take up the song
Disaster or triumph we sing with same vigor
So, if you would know us then, pray, sing along.
Thrice joyous are we who follow the falcon
Thrice joyous are we wherever we roam
Thrice joyous are we Who don gold and purple
Thrice joyous are we who call Heartland home.
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