Clear the way, my braves! O, clear the way!
The day is breaking on the lands,
And with the dawn, a brighter ray,
Shall fall upon these weary hands.
The day is breaking on the lands,
And with the dawn, a brighter ray,
Shall fall upon these weary hands.
Clear the way, for courage true,
And let the spirit rise,
To greet the tasks that wait for you,
Beneath the open skies.
And let the spirit rise,
To greet the tasks that wait for you,
Beneath the open skies.