Well I was born in the heat of the summer
And I was born in the bounty of fall
I was born in the depths of the winter
But I won't be buried at all.

I was forged in the noise of the factory
I've rolled on the roughest of seas
I fought bravely on many a death ground
but never been brought to my knees.

I've climbed the tallest of mountains
And I have laid drunk in the street
Yes I've brought in many a harvest
And I will not know defeat.

I'm the countless that went on before me,
The countless who have yet to come.
The will to survive, the blue in your eyes,
What you pass along to your son.