So can you hear me darling girls
Above the cannons roar
And if you could
I know you would, deliver me from this war
The sky above is broken
The stars are hard and cold
The shells are screaming overhead
I'm crouching in a hole
I've seen tremendous courage
I've seen grown men crying tears
And the terrifying prospect is this war could last for years
The rain cuts, like a crosscut saw
And wind cuts, like a knife
I miss my darling daughter
And I miss my darling wife
So make me me ANZAC biscuits
Make them sweet and gold
And bake them in our oven over glowing redgum coals
And let them cool, wrap them tight
And put them in a tin
They'll find me in a trench somewhere
But God alone knows when
The pink Australian light of evening faded from the land
The soldier's darling wife took their daughter by the hand
"We'll make Dad ANZAC biscuits, he likes them sweet and strong"
It's been almost a year since our courageous soldier's gone
We'll wrap them up, with all our love, send them with a prayer
That they'll find him safe and sound, somewhere over there
So they made him ANZAC biscuits
And they made them sweet and gold
And they baked them in their oven, over glowing redgum coals
And they let them call
And they wrapped them tight, and sent them with a prayer
And they found him living in a trench, somewhere over there
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And the rolled oats felt like snowflakes fell 10 000 miles away
And pots and pans were rattling like machine guns on the plain
And the butter felt like gun grease
And the treacle stuck like mud
And like a battle, smoke and fire, baked the coconut
The sky above is broken
And the stars are hard and cold
The shells are screaming overhead
I'm crouching in a hole
I've seen tremendous courage
I've seen grown men cry in shame
And the terrifying prospect is I'll never be the same
The rain cuts like a crosscut saw
The wind cuts like a knife
I miss my darling daughter
And I miss my darling wife
I miss my darling daughter
And I miss my darling wife
I miss my darling daughter
And I miss my darling wife