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 you're dreams "Mutual Aid" "Firefighter Down" You're ready to go but you only frown,

You get on the truck, You're heart is racing, You're almost afraid, Of what you'll be facing,

As you go on location, You are stopped in you're tracks, Firefighter friends of your's, Being carried out on their backs,

You pray for you're comrades, Just hoping they don't die, Not even in the fire yet, You feel the tears in you're eye,

The fire is out, The residents are grateful, But towards the beast you will always be hateful,

You're 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.