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A Song Of The Republic

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Sons of the South, awake! arise!
Sons of the South, and do.
Banish from under your bonny skies
Those old-world errors and wrongs and lies.
Making a hell in a Paradise
That belongs to your sons and you.


Sons of the South, make choice between
(Sons of the South, choose true),

The Land of Morn and the Land of E'en,
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Teukros 10 September 2018

One day those of us down under shall realise Henry Lawson's dream and become a truly independent republic free from the anachronistic vestiges of old-world British colonialism. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but rest assured, Sons of the South, your time will come...

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