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A four week operation when each step could mean your last one on two legs
It was a war within yourself.
But you wouldn`t let your mates down til they had you dusted off
So you closed your eyes and thought about something else.
Then someone yelled out `Contact!` and the bloke behind me swore
We hooked in there for hours, then a Godalmighty roar
Frankie kicked a mine the day that mankind kicked the moon,
God help me, he was going home in June.
I can still see Frankie, drinking tinnies in the Grand Hotel
On a thirty-six hour rec leave in Vung Tau
And I can still hear Frankie, lying screaming in the jungle
Til the morphine came and killed the bloody row.
And the Anzac legends didn`t mention mud and blood and tears
And the stories that my father told me never seemed quite real.
I caught some pieces in my back that I didn`t even feel
God help me, I was only nineteen.
It was a war within yourself.
But you wouldn`t let your mates down til they had you dusted off
So you closed your eyes and thought about something else.
Then someone yelled out `Contact!` and the bloke behind me swore
We hooked in there for hours, then a Godalmighty roar
Frankie kicked a mine the day that mankind kicked the moon,
God help me, he was going home in June.
I can still see Frankie, drinking tinnies in the Grand Hotel
On a thirty-six hour rec leave in Vung Tau
And I can still hear Frankie, lying screaming in the jungle
Til the morphine came and killed the bloody row.
And the Anzac legends didn`t mention mud and blood and tears
And the stories that my father told me never seemed quite real.
I caught some pieces in my back that I didn`t even feel
God help me, I was only nineteen.