Louis was my dearest friend Fighting in the ANZAC trench Louis ran forward from the line I never saw him again Later in the dark
I thought I heard Louis' voice Calling for his mother, then me But I couldn't get to him He's still up on that hill 20 years on that hill
Nothing more than a pile of bones
But I think of him still
If I was asked I'd tell
The colour of the earth that day
It was dull and browny red
The colour of blood, I'd say
[00:01.65]Louis was my dearest friend [00:07.59]Fighting in the ANZAC trench [00:14.15]Louis ran forward from the line [00:20.90]I never saw him again [00:27.41]Later in the dark [00:31.22] [00:34.09]I thought I heard Louis' voice [00:40.72]Calling for his mother, then me [00:47.40]But I couldn't get to him [01:00.53]He's still up on that hill [01:07.09]20 years on that hill [01:10.90] [01:13.91]Nothing more than a pile of bones [01:17.46] [01:19.97]But I think of him still [01:22.28] [01:26.66]If I was asked I'd tell [01:29.03] [01:33.22]The colour of the earth that day [01:35.97] [01:39.78]It was dull and browny red [01:42.97] [01:46.34]The colour of blood, I'd say
