There comes a time when we must say,
Farewell to a friend who's passed away.
In Guardsmen it is like no other,
Because we have lost a brother.
We knew him when the times were good,
His hopes, his joys we understood.
We knew him when the times were bad,
The fears and pain that made him sad.
He planned with us our celebrations,
Reached out to all with invitations.
To be a Guardsman is when we begin
To appreciate a fellowship of men.
To enjoy our life whether long or brief,
And to know full well, in life there's grief.
So today we come to you to say,
That we will miss you everyday.
We will miss your
Most of all in God's great plan,
We've come to say, "We'll miss you, man."
Goodbye (Guardsmen Brother______)…
Guardsmen salute you.
Guardsmen miss you.
May your journey be smooth.
Other Guardsmen you'll meet.
Save us a place in God's heavenly suite.