All the Fine Young Men - Mary Black

They told all the fine young men

«Ah, when this war is over

There will be peace

And the peace will last forever.»

In Flanders Fields

At Lone Pine and Bersheeba

For king and country

Honour and for duty

The young men fought and cursed and wept and died

They told all the fine young men

«Ah, when this war is over

In your country’s grateful heart

We will cherish you forever.»

Tobruk and Alamein

Bhuna and Kokoda

In a world mad with war

Like their fathers before

The young men fought and cursed and wept and died

For many of those fine young men

All the wars are over

They’ve found their peace

It’s the peace that lasts forever

When the call comes again

They will not answer

They’re just forgotten bones

Lying far from their homes

Forgotten as the cause for which they died

Ah, Bluey, can you see now why they lied?