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| Thursday, 17 March 2005 00:00 | |||
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And I see the old men all bent stiff and sore, The tired old heroes from a forgotten war And the young people ask "What are they marching for?" And I ask myself the same question. And the band plays "Waltzing Matilda," And the old men still answer the call, But year after year, their numbers get fewer Someday, no one will march there at all -- from ballad The Band Played Waltzing Matilda Add your comment
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