| They saw the flags, it didn’t look so bad
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| They heard the news and how we could not lose
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| And they sang with the marching band
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| The sailors' wives with anxious eyes
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| But it impressed them too
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| They even cheered up as the ships pulled clear
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| And though it was no-one's fault
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| That men went off to war
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| I saw a thousand faces all along the shore…
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| The women were watching
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| So no-one thought of turning back
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| He didn’t fight for his country’s pride
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| His life was sold cos it was better than the dole
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| He even waved as they sent him away
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| But something’s changed — no this is not a game
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| She held his hand and it was cold and damp
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| She couldn’t hide from the feelings inside
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| Cos in the storm the night before
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| She heard him calling… goodbye goodbye goodbye
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| Won’t you give me a smile
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| I could be gone for a long long while
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| And though it was no-one's fault
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| That he had to go to war
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| Among a thousand faces all along the shore
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| A woman was watching
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| He never thought of turning back |