Galipoli 歌词

So southern sons Swallow propganda And set sail to leave our shores So far away, a distant war No voice to say No word opposed The orders handed down from feckless hands All condemed to die in foreign lands PRE-CHORUS: Eight thousand men to lose their lives Honour 'til death, the ANZAC pride CHORUS: Orders taught, we storm the Dardenelles A futile task, all men condemed to hell A legend born there as our children fell ANZACS stand taller than all Nowhere to hide The raining fire of guns Now turn the sapphire waters red Survivors few and far between the dead So the time has come To scale the walls And run the deadly gauntlet - No Man's Land The time to stand or fall is now at hand REPEAT PRE-CHORUS REPEAT CHORUS SOLO: LT / Mav Stevens / LT