Lyrics
Louis was my dearest friend
Fighting in the Anzac trench.
Louis ran forward from the line,
And i Never saw him again.
Later in the dark
I thought i heard Louis' voice
Calling for his Mother , then me,
But i couldn't get to him.
He's still up on that hill.
20 years on that Bill.
Nothing more than a pile of bones,
But i think of him still.
If i asked i'd tell
The colour of the earth that day;
It was dull,and browny-red,
"The colour of blood" i'd said.
Fighting in the Anzac trench.
Louis ran forward from the line,
And i Never saw him again.
Later in the dark
I thought i heard Louis' voice
Calling for his Mother , then me,
But i couldn't get to him.
He's still up on that hill.
20 years on that Bill.
Nothing more than a pile of bones,
But i think of him still.
If i asked i'd tell
The colour of the earth that day;
It was dull,and browny-red,
"The colour of blood" i'd said.
