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Fires burned in Europe,
Our young men gathered round,
They emptied out our cities
And our farms and country towns:
We gave them 3 months training
And a farewell hometown dance
Then we sent them off to battle
in Gallipoli, and France.
And the man from Naseby saw the Angel of Mons
The boys from Mosgiel bled into the Somme
"We'll fight for home and freedom" was their cry
As they sailed away to battle, and to die.
Another generation,
Another bloody war
The sons of the survivors
Came from Oamaru and Gore
They fought across the ocean
On land and air and sea,
They fought with muscle, bone, and blood
To keep our country free.
Now as you go from town to town
In our lovely, empty land
See proudly in the heart of town
A soldier's statue stands.
Memorial in granite stone
It tears against the sky.
Around its base the names of sons
And brothers who have died
The man from Naseby saw the Angel of Mons
The boys from Mosgiel bled into the Somme
"We'll fight for home and freedom" was their cry
As they sailed away to battle, and to die.
We have no unknown soldier
These are not forgotten men
But cousins, uncles, neighbours
Who will never laugh again.
But they'll not be forgotten
For the price they had to pay.
For their children's children's children
Will still march on Anzac Day
No, they'll not be forgotten
For the price they had to pay.
For their children's children's children
Will still march on Anzac Day
