Such a shame
A boy as young as he went to fight a war
So proud of his country and uniform
Just seventeen on that ANZAC Cove shore
There was no return to home and family
His Mum and Dad would ne'er again find peace
Now no chance to be the man he could have been
For he never did work in the bush on those big sheep runs
He'd said I'll be shearing soon when our job over here is done
I'll be holding a pair of shears not this loaded gun
He never met the lady of his life
Gave to her his hand as his mother softly cried
He didn't dance that first waltz as man and wife
That he never held his baby in his arms
Felt the joy and love from within a father's heart
He didn't see those first steps out in the yard
He never marched with his mates on that April day
Stood at dawn and heard that sad bugle play
Had a beer and a yarn and passed the time away
For he never got to grow old gracefully
Spend Christmas with his growing family
Live a life full of love and peace
No his body lies there so far across the sea
And that's such a shame
-Terry Bennetts
