shoulder to shoulder
and yet never more alone
our Anzac boys
strode into a dark unknown
foreign was this beach-head
awful was its face
where few of our Anzac boys
were shown God's goodly grace
in conditions dire they fought valiantly
neath our nation's banner
Private Smith, Private Jones
so too Trooper Tanner
they gave their all for freedom
on that steep unfriendly tor
some of them have bones interred
on that far off shore
yes! we will recall them
to our hearts again
those Anzac boys
who were their nations very best of friends
Apr 24, 2013
Apr 24, 2013 at 12:43 AM UTC
shoulder to shoulder
and yet never more alone
our Anzac boys
strode into a dark unknown
foreign was this beach-head
awful was its face
where few of our Anzac boys
were shown God's goodly grace
in conditions dire they fought valiantly
neath our nation's banner
Private Smith, Private Jones
so too Trooper Tanner
they gave their all for freedom
on that steep unfriendly tor
some of them have bones interred
on that far off shore
yes! we will recall them
to our hearts again
those Anzac boys
who were their nations very best of friends
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