In the year of thirty-nine assembled here the volunteers
In the days when the lands were few
And the ship sailed out into the blue and sunny morn
The sweetest sight ever seen.
And the night followed day, and the storytellers say
The score brave souls inside
For many a lonely day sailed across the milky seas
Ne'er looked back, never feared, never cried
Don't you hear my call though you're many years away
Don't you hear me calling you
Write your letters in the sand
For the day I take your hand
In the land that our grandchildren knew
In the year of thirty-nine came a ship in from the blue
The volunteers came home that day
And they bring good news from a world so newly born
Though their hearts so heavily weigh
For the earth is old and grey, little darling we'll away
But my love this cannot be
For so many years have gone but I'm older but a year
Your mother's eyes from your eyes - cry to me
Don't you hear my call though you're many years away
Don't you hear me calling you
Write your letters in the sand
For the day I take your hand
In the land that our grandchildren knew
Don't you hear my call though you're many years away
Don't you hear me calling you
All your letters in the sand
Can not heal me like your your hand
For my life, still ahead, pity me