« he'd been telling the truth all those years | Main | welcome to mosul - ouch! »

for anzac day

The old men march slowly, all bones stiff and sore
they're tired old heroes from a forgotten war
and the young people ask
'What are they marching for?'
and I ask meself the same question,
but the band plays Waltzing Matilda.

- Eric Bogle.

originally posted by xowie

Comments

Also available on the Pogues' album, Rum, Sodomy and the Lash.

Post a comment

(If you haven't left a comment here before, you may need to be approved by the site owner before your comment will appear. Until then, it won't appear on the entry. Thanks for waiting.)