The streets are all lined, by Policemen today, For some of our own have been taken away. The bages we wear shining brightly so well, are blackened today for comrades who fell.
With hearts weighted down with sorrow and pain, We pause to remember 'til we meet them again.
We see so much grief as we uphold the laws, But nothing compares when an officer falls. We realize the chance that we take every day, We work on the streets both day and nights, With never a thought we could loss the fight.
We'll always remember the way they tried, The goodness they showed and that they died. Our job is our love and tomorrow we too, Put our lives on the line just as the did for you.
So whereveryou do, Remember us now the policeman in blue.