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"Come on lads, hurry up,
Soon there'll be no sun".
Yes, lads we were, boys in fact,
Not yet twenty-one.

"Soon you'll leave Canungra
And go home to your folks,
Then it's off to Vietnam
With all the other blokes.

"You're lucky lads, to have a chance
To fight for this great land,
just like your Dads before you,
You'll come home a man.

"Heroes, every one of you,
We won't let you down,
Medals, glory, RSL
And freedom of the town".

So away we went to do our duty
Just like our Dads before,
We did our best, but could not win
This politicians' war.

This was a war without a front
No lines to go behind,
This was a war without the rules
The blind were leading the blind.

Where was this cunning enemy
Who lived beneath the ground?
In the jungle? In the village?
No, mostly all around.

A war of nerves, but, just hang on
It's only just a year -
Weapons, claymores, choppers -
Why won't the wharfies send our gear?

Where's the wire? Where's the ammo?
And the mail's delayed again,
Are these the same Australians
We came here to defend?

We're short of men, work twice as hard
To live another day
In this leech-infested jungle
Where we sleep on the wet red clay.

The invisible enemy with his trip-wires
Plays a waiting game,
He knows our pattern, watches us,
His traps will kill and maim.

Riots in the street back home,
"Murderers" we're branded,
"They're killing kids and using napalm"
Each of us feels stranded.

We fought so hard to win the battles
But found there was no glory,
In your lounge room on the box
You were told a different story.

We count each day a blessing
Now close to leaving here,
Some of us won't make it
How things change in just a year.

Men we've grown to deeply care for
With whom we work, we trust, we fight,
Soon we'll see no more of,
Now shadows in the night.

On coming home we heard them cheer,
We heard some jeer,
Emotions of pride, anger, rage were felt,
Our reward for one lost year.

Yes lads we were, boys in fact,
But now well over twenty-one.
Some still battling with their thoughts,
Others sleeping with a gun.

11 Feb 1999

SLR.  The L1A1 is the Australian version of the Belgian FN FAL rifle. It entered into service with the Australian Army in 1959. The L1A1 was a reliable, hard-hitting, gas-operated, magazine-fed semi-automatic rifle, with a maximum battle range of 300 metres and a practical rate of fire of 20 rpm. In Vietnam the L1A1 was the standard personal weapon of the Australian soldier. With a full 20 round magazine it weighed 4.96Kg.

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