My name is Chester Nez, I'm a native American Navaho

We were called from our reservation, in the summer of 1944

To join the Marines, on the sands of Iwo Jima, and the high cliffs of Saipan

Against a foe who'd broken every code they had, and knew their moves in advance


We are Code Talkers
We are Dine(h) and live by the Right Way
We are Code Talkers
29 in all and I am the last one


We made a brand new code of words and phrases spoken in Navaho

A language used only by our people that no others could decipher or know

We walked into the battle with marines and fought for every inch on new ground

We sent coded messages by walkie talkie as the bullets rained down


We are Code Talkers
We are Dine(h) and live by the Right Way
We are Code Talkers
29 in all and I am the last one


We could hear the church bells ringing as the prayers were offered for us every day

Lord you kept many of us going but so many were cut down and swept away

We all helped to turn the tide of war as the days hell and fire raged on

And when the war was won we went home to our reservation and our loved ones


We are Code Talkers
We are Dine(h) and live by the Right Way
We are Code Talkers
29 in all and I am the last one

We are Code Talkers
We are Dine(h) and live by the Right Way
We are Code Talkers
My name is Chester Nez and I am the last one