When I told my mum 

"I want to be a fireman
 when I grow up"

It'll be tiring
She said 

You'll work at night 

You won't get your sleep

Oh what do I know 

For I was only five 

I still wanted to be one 

Now then I know 

At the age of twenty one 

With one year down

We do not sleep
We only rest
Oh how right you were

So when the time comes
My heart will ache

The bonds were great
The memories were gold

Oh you little one
This one is for you
What more can I do
Than to serve you