Over the top You who call yourselves men Filthy dogs of war In your blood stained uniform (With a mple leaf on your uniform) Arise from your trenches Scatter across no man's land Mustard gas fills your lungs Vapours burn as you pass away Emerge from the trenches Asnwer freedom's call A great prize awaits On the outcome of Viny Ridge Through dense smoke and gas Emerged a true offenzive power Advanced with fixed bayonets Wave after wave of shock troops Storm the stronghold And take the high ground This elite fighting force That hammered hill 145 Bore the maple leaf You will not die But step into immortality Where Canadians are engaged There can be no giving way In the hard fought field of battle The enemy was overcome The tide of war reversed A great prize was awarded The birth of a nation