"Welcome Home" -Eric
Now when the boys came home, Annie cried and Annie She'd on her own for a long and lonely year for his letters from far away Vietnam And dreading the official
So she was waiting at the when his train came rolling in She with anticipation of holding him again And suddenly he was standing in his crumpled uniform In a she was in his arms
Welcome home, boys, welcome Don't you know, you've gone too long Did you wonder, there, when you tired, when you were scared, If your really cared, welcome home
When a nation goes to war, everyone's a Some are maimed and scarred, most have wounds you see So in place of the man she had known, Annie found instead, a sick and stranger in her bed
But she was stubborn, she was lovin', so she stayed all through the The hard and the drinking, the nightmares and the tears For where hate is quicksand, love is tempered steel Annie for his wounds to heal
Welcome home, boys, home Don't you know, you've gone too long We're just so that you're alive And only you will why You lived when others died, welcome
So on a Sydney morning, I heard old war drums beat and watched the boys come marching, the city street* To claim place in the nation's heart that their blood and pain had A nation that in their return
And if the day helped to some wounds is a matter of debate For it had come none too soon, for others far too late But I myself hoping, as the boys went marching past That for them the war was over, at
home, boys, welcome home Don't you know, you've been gone too What you went in Vietnam, we can't begin to understand But to and every man, welcome home
home, boys, welcome home Don't you know, you've been gone too May the years you release, as the memories decrease May you some kind of peace, welcome home May you find some kind of peace, home
ANZAC Day Parade. ANZAC Day is version of Memorial Day in the US and