Give me a Blue Beret, Give me new hope for the world
Give me a Maple Leaf unfurled, Give me a Blue Beret

Once upon a battlefield where warriors rode the hills
Remain the the bloody stains soaked in meadows where they killed
Souls were spent for for senseless quests and fuzzy reasonings
For religion, emperors or greedy kings

There are times when swords must raise up in the name of right
Yet so many die in the name of empty might
Pearson had a vision waging Peace we all can try
A concept Christ, and all the greats lived by

Without a bloody history we don't get it so they say
But our innocence beacons to try another way
Bringing order to war torn nations where ethnic hate resides
From Canada...where all races live side by side