All gave some, Some gave all, All chose to fight, NONE chose to fall,
The little red box by the bed screams, And tells you of a fire you've seen only in your dreams Mutual Aid, Firefighter Down, You are ready to go but you only frown,
You get on the truck, Your heart is racing, You are almost afraid, Of what you will be facing,
As you go on location, You are stopped in your tracks, Firefighter friends of yours, Being carried out on their backs,
You pray for your comrades, Just hoping they do not die, Not even in the fire yet, You feel the tears in your eye,
The fire is out, The residents are grateful, But towards the beast you will always be hateful,
Your comrades survive, Hip-Hip Hooray, We all thank god for this wonderful day, But amidst this day there is a sadness, A sadness that soon turns to madness for,
All gave some, Some gave all, All chose to fight, NONE Chose to fall
Author: Bryan Klemme, Volunteer Fire Fighter with Forest Bend Volunteer Fire Dept.
