| Pushin ever westward, across the great divide
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| Beyond the darling river
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| Towards the outback sky
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| The lawless and the brave, searching for a dream
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| When all they found was sand and stone
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| Where rivers once had been
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| They tried to follow nomads, like ghosts in desert dreams
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| And suffered in a sunburnt land
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| Down in the last frontier
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| CHORUS:
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| And they sent them from the motherlands
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| Into the greatest fear
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| To live and die for freedoms cry
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| Down in the last frontier
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| A drover rides in search of work, across the sweeping plains
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| A farmer kneels in a hungry church
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| As his children pray for rain
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| Back in a land across the sea
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| They found another war
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| They asked the Anzacs to believe
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| In what their fighting for
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| CHORUS:
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| And they sent them to another land
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| Into the greatest fear
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| To fight and die for freedoms cry
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| And for the last frontier
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| People in the luckly land, who searched for paradise
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| Are reaching out for something more
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| And they don’t believe their lies
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| The promises of hope and work, still ringing in their ears
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| The hungry and the homeless cry
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| Down in the last frontier
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| CHORUS:
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| And they sent them to another land
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| Into the greatest fear
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| To live and die for freedoms cry
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| And for the last frontier
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| The promises of hope and work, still ringing in their ears
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| The hungry and the homeless cry
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| Down in the last frontier
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| The last frontier
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| The last frontier |