Songtext von The Last Of The Diggers

Who will march for peace Now that the last of the diggers has gone All those who were released From Sulva Bay and from the Somme The Mallee is whipped by sand A great new silence blankets the land We sure need the Stone Age In the coming century Who will feed the poor Now that the Saint of the gutters is gone Who will hear the call You lately come or native born For the touch of the Master's hand The eye of the Master still watches the lamb We sure need the Stone Age In the coming century The last of the diggers The last of the diggers The last of the diggers The last of the diggers has won Who gets sent to war Who'll lose a child to a foreign coast Who will leave our shore And come home rattling like a ghost This country can be cruel It'll leave you with scars that never heal We sure need the Stone Age in the coming century Still gonna need some Stone Age in the coming century The last of the diggers The last of the diggers The last of the diggers The last of the diggers has won