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アーティスト:John Schumann And The Vagabond Crew  アルバム:Behind The Lines 

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On a back block down Salisbury Plains Ted was born in 1895 Thrust from the loins on to rusty soil And the cord was cut with a scythe He said "People there are city folk today And they couldn't tell shit from clay A ripening crop of stobie poles There's no regrets when the memory roams That earth is in me bones" Did his bit in the first World War Took the shilling to fight the Hun Mud up to his crotch in Flanders fields And the gas eating out his lungs He said "Me best mate died hanging on the barbed wire And when the attack was through We took some prisoners to HQ And shared a fag and a yarn or two They were the same as me and you" And I asked old Ted what history meant As he sharpened his hedging shears "What a bloody fool question that is my boy I lived it for 83 years" See him every year on Anzac Day Swilling beers down at the Rex Hotel He'd laugh with his mates and go deep in thought Where he went even he couldn't tell He said "King and Country, cock'n'bull We fought just to survive The anger might have faded still this feeling grabs me deep inside I guess you could call it pride"


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