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In the year of '39 assembled here the Volunteers '39 |
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In the days when lands were few |
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Here the ship sailed out into the blue and sunny morn |
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The sweetest sight ever seen |
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And the night followed day |
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And the story tellers say |
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That the score brave souls inside |
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For many a lonely day sailed across the milky seas |
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Never looked back, never feared, never cried |
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Don't you hear my call though you're many years away |
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Don't you hear me calling you |
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Write your letters in the sand |
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For the day I take your hand |
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In the land that our grandchildren knew |
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In the year of '39 came a ship in from the blue '39 |
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The volunteers came home that day |
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And they bring good news of a world so newly born |
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Though their hearts so heavily weigh |
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For the earth is old and grey, little darling we'll away |
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But my love this cannot be |
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For so many years have gone though I'm older but a year |
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Your mother's eyes from your eyes cry to me |
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Don't you hear my call though you're many years away |
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Don't you hear me calling you |
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Write your letters in the sand |
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For the day I take your hand |
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In the land that our grandchildren knew |
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Don't you hear my call though you're many years away |
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Don't you hear me calling you |
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All your letters in the sand cannot heal me like your hand |
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For my life |
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Still ahead |
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Pity Me |