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Soldier Poetry

2/16th Battalion Marching Song

We have come from afar in the Northwest
From the South where the tall timbers grow
From the stations and the farms
We have heard the call to arms
And we'll join in the world's big show.

From the mines and the wide open spaces
From the towns and the fields of our sport
We have come with spirits high
Have a fly do or die
To the scenes where the ANZACs fought.

We're the 16th the fighting 16th
Ready for the job on hand
Pals together in all weather
We'll be there to make our stand.

Meet the 16th the gallant 16th
What the odds are we don't care
And when it's all in
Just sound the fall in
And the 16th will be there.

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