Banjo Paterson

(17 February 1864 – 5 February 1941 / New South Wales)

Moving On - Poem by Banjo Paterson

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.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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