Intro
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Back in June 1940 so history books say
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a young suburban fellow named Ronald Wade
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raised up his hand and enlisted his name
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to fight the good fight of the day
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the battalion moved north training next on the course
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Wangaratta proud to call them their own
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and they moved on together .. to camp Bonegilla
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while the Strathmore was waiting at bay
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The battalion embarked and sailed off on their way
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bound for Tobruk, Guinea and El Alemain
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and the souls of these brave men were never the same
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as they carried the wounded and slain
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and as shells pounded down with death felt all around
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young Ronald's demeanour retained
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and with drinks all around those boys painted the town
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just to celebrate waking that day
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And the rats wouldn't stray they kept fighting
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and their spirits march on to this day
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with the enemy scared every rat was prepared
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to lay his life down for a mate
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The men charged on forward as battlefields raged \
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Rommel was stunned as they dug in again
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they fought side by side but their fate was unchanged
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their chances were slipping away
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and the enemy's tanks blew but one man to hell
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our mate Rover never would tell
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the story of how he survived on that day
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as he watched eight comrades as they fell
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And the feeling of being marched into that camp
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was like being dragged down to hell
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with a last swing of faith Ronald's chains were replaced
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with a gruelling crawl to friendly faces
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with a keener forehand and fine rhythm this man
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made his way back to his homeland
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though the telegram said our mate Rover was dead
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here stood that tough little bastard
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Cross the sea .. through the war
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old mate is back on our shores
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things they'd seen .. fights they'd fought
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Rover out-roved the war
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And the rats wouldn't stray they kept fighting
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and their spirits march on to this day
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now the good fight was won all those brave men were sung
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as the heroes that helped save Australia