From The Story of The 64th Battalion, c.e.f. 1915 - 1916 by Lt. Col. Geo. C. Machum, E.D. 

Sing the 64th 
(Air -- "Men of Harlech") 

Flash of guns in Flanders roaring, 
Voice of stricken maids imploring, 
Every hope in Free Men soaring 
Call us, Sixty-Fourth. 
Hearts of heroes sleeping, 
Wrongs of widows weeping, 
Rouse to arms the King's own men, 
And set the pulses leaping. 
Soon beyond the blood-red Yser 
We shall drive the craven Kaiser, 
Foe of men and God -- despiser, 
Sing the Sixty-Fourth. 
Wives at home your dangers sharing, 
Sweethearts, too, your sorrows bearing, 
Proud in grief to know your daring, 
Wait you Sixty-Fourth. 
Shall their bosoms yearning 
For your safe returning 
Wait in vain through lonely years 
While bitter tears are burning? 
This our answer -- some may tarry, 
Not with foreign maids to marry, 
But that Freedom's roll may carry 
Names of Sixty-Fourth. 

-- C.Q.M.S. Joseph Wallace.