Kokoda

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[Verse 1]
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With no shouldered arms or bayonet
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 fixed they march on Anzac Day
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Measured tramp of 
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steel-shod heels a memory away
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Veterans of a jungle war who 
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went to hell and back
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Those ragged bloody heroes of that 
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grim Kokoda track

[Verse 2]
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So dig your reversed rifles in the
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 mire of memory
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The swirling mists of time have 
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healed the scars
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You climbed that golden stairway 
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to keep our country free
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Where the jungle hid your 
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nightmare from the stars
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When sullen days brought no relief 
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from blood, muck, and mire
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And death was ever striding at 
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your back
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You trod that hallowed path to be 
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baptized in hellfire
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The ragged bloody heroes of that 
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grim Kokoda track

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[Chorus]
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Oh, the devil took the hindmost and
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 the snipers took the fore
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With no quarter asked or given in 
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that muddy, bloody war
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With black angels there to guide 
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them, salvoes by their side
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Those ragged bloody heroes simply 
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marched and fought and died

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[Verse 3]
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Astride a broken mountaintop you 
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stood defiantly
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As the devil took your comrades one
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 by one
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He taunted you and beckoned you to 
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face eternity
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You saluted with a burning 
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Thompson gun
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His hand was on your shoulder like 
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a burning grip of steel
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But you turned him and you fought 
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off his attack
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You broke the devil's squadrons and
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 you brought him to your heel
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The ragged bloody heroes of that 
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grim Kokoda track

[Chorus]
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Oh, the devil took the hindmost and
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 the snipers took the fore
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With no quarter asked or given in 
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that muddy, bloody war
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While politicians pondered and 
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great generals swelled with pride
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Those ragged bloody heroes simply 
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marched and fought and died

[Verse 4]
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With no shouldered arms or bayonet
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 fixed they march on Anzac Day
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With the memory of white crosses, 
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mounds of fresh-turned clay
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Of green fields and a bugle call 
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and a solemn requiem
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And at the going down of the sun 
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and in the morning we will remember
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 them

[Otro]
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Those ragged bloody heroes of that 
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grim Kokoda track
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Those ragged bloody heroes of that 
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grim Kokoda track

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