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In this war we're always moving, Moving on; When we make a friend another friend has gone; Should a woman's kindly face Make us welcome for a space, Then it's boot and saddle, boys, we're Moving on. In the hospitals they're moving, Moving on; They're here today, tomorrow they are gone; When the bravest and the best Of the boys you know "go west", Then you're choking down your tears and Moving on.
Andrew Barton ""Banjo"" Paterson
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