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Louis was my dearest friend |
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Fighting in the ANZAC trench |
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Louis ran forward from the line |
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I never saw him again |
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Later in the dark |
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I thought I heard Louis' voice |
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Calling for his mother, then me |
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But I couldn't get to him |
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He's still up on that hill |
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20 years on that hill |
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Nothing more than a pile of bones |
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But I think of him still |
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If I was asked I'd tell |
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The colour of the earth that day |
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It was dull and browny red |
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The colour of blood, I'd say |
