Text for song:
Two brothers shared a dream as they watched a flying machine
Wing its way above their Tassie home
The years gave way to war and they left the Timor Shore
Reach for the sky and face a deadly bomb
Mother please don't cry it's not our last goodbye
Being your sons means no matter what may happen
Your love will guide us through the darkest night
Brother's in arms if we should fall together
We want you to remember us with pride
We stand as one being your sons
At twenty thousand feet black of yellow, red and green
The searchlights and the traces pierce the black
Fires burning down below were puttin' on a show
Plod across and pray we'll make it back
Though you're so far away you're with us all the way
Being your sons means no matter what may happen
Your love will guide us through the darkest night
Brother's in arms if we should fall together
We want you to remember us with pride
We stand as one being your sons
Fredrick crashed at Stersalburg shot down in a raid
The king he died in Africa during Alaban
Being your sons means no matter what may happen
Your love will guide us through the darkest night
Brother's in arms if we should fall together
We want you to remember us with pride
Being your sons means no matter what may happen
Your love will guide us through the darkest night
Brother's in arms oh if we should fall together
We want you to remember us with pride
We stand as one being your sons
We stand as one being your sons