“Sung to the tune of ABBA's "Fernando"

Can you hear the fans Watmough?
I remember long ago another starry night like this
In the firelight Watmough
You were humming to yourself and softly strumming your guitar (?)
I could hear the distant fans
And sounds of bugle calls were coming from afar
They were closer now Watmough
Every hour every minute seemed to last eternally
I was so afraid Watmough
We were young and full of life and none of us prepared to die
And I'm not ashamed to say
The roar of guns and cannons almost made me cry
There was something in the air that night
The stars were bright, Watmough
They were shining there for you and me
For liberty, Watmough
Though I never thought that we could lose
There's no regret
If I had to do the same again
I would, my friend, Watmough
Now we're old and grey Watmough (cept Warp Ghost, he's dead)
And since many years I haven't seen your rifle in your hand
Can you hear the fans Watmough?
Do you still recall the frightful night we crossed the Rio Grande?
I can see it in your eyes
How proud you were to fight for freedom in this land
There was something in the air that night
The stars were bright, Watmough
They were shining there for you and me
For liberty, Watmough
Though I never thought that we could lose
There's no regret
If I had to do the same again
I would, my friend, Watmough
There was something in the air that night
The stars were bright, Watmough
They were shining there for you and me
For liberty, Watmough
Though I never thought that we could lose
There's no regret
If I had to do the same again
I would, my friend, Watmough
Yes, if I had to do the same again
I would, my friend, Watmough...”