On Every Anzac Day-John Schumann and The Vagabond Crew

On Every Anzac Day (Radio Edit) - John Schumann and The Vagabond Crew Written by：John Schumann There it goes to me the name reach bordering still In the corridor of time And this sorrows smokin stories In the barracks of my mind And I'm with him still in the trenches I can see his dark brown eyes And his courage gave me courage When I was sure we are going to die Roust in once but he volunteered That hill whole far away Fight for someone else's king and the land they took away He said one invading most to many Then he walk away and lost in the ground Waving flags on the side of the road Every men has died When the show was over We made it back to Australia's shores But the air Pearl of the wood been gotte framy core We drifted back in our lives in the old drive Hide the scouse Of the fears and fears and terrors that still Track us down the years And I tried to join the forest cell the buzz That's what letting him in They didn't see a soldier Just the first Australian And he keep his medals in there box in the draw He kept them well took away And he pull them out Put them on Put them back again On every Anzac day Volunteers Flunders Tear and cut sell them out lay Ambiance and morotai Long tennis bezzlebay Somalia Greek and Capion Iraq and the Solomons Ashendale Matrican and Terrecain They were the first Australian And I wonder what it was that we fought for What it was gave away This reconciliation still become On every Anzac day Every Anzac Every Anzac Every Anzac day Every Anzac day Upon 6 in the evening when the dawn lights the sky We remember those first Australians Joined fought and died From the mission skoosh and station country The towns tourist strike We remember fighting first australians now On every Anzac day Every Anzac Every Anzac Every Anzac day On every Anzac day On every Anzac day Every Anzac Every Anzac Every Anzac day