Eric Bogle piosenki

Now when I was a young man I carried my pack And lived the free life of the rover From the Murray's Green Basin to the dusty outback I waltzed my Matilda all over Then in 1915 my country said "Son, It's time you stopped rambling, there's work to be done." So t...

Did they beat the drums slowly Did they sound the fife lowly Did the rifles fire o'er you As they lowered you down Did the bugles sing the Last Post and Chorus Did the pipes play The Floo'ers of the Forest Well how d'you do Private William MacBride Do...

Outside my door, when I was young, there flowed a shining river, gleaming in the summer sun, it used to shine like silver. And the banks were lined with willow trees and tall green waving rushes, and songbirds sang on summer breeze and nested in the bus...

They came for him in the morning, an hour before dawning The pale white moon was waning in the African sky The cell door flew wide open, they stood looking at him He saw no mercy in their hearts, no pity in their eyes As they took him and they bound him, tied...