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lirik lagu i was only 19 – the herd

[verse 1]
mum, dad and denny were some amongst many
who turned up to see the p-ssing out parade at puckapunyal
seemed every man and his mongrel watched cadets stumble
on the long march to the viet jungle
“oh christ”, i mumbled as i drew that card
and my mates came to slap me on the back with due regard
we were the sixth battalion, yep next to tour
we did canungra and shoalwater before we left, rest -ssured
seemed half of townsville turned out to see us leave
and they lined the footpaths as we marched to the quay
the papers wrote it up like you would not believe
but we were only looking to the future for a fast reprieve
and there’s all of us looking young, strong and clean
rockin’ slouch hats, slung slrs and greens
god help me, i was only nineteen

from vung tau in black helicopters
the chinook pilots seemed relieved at nui dat when they dropped us
seems like months running on and off landing pads
letters to dad cause it’s like, man, he’s sad
but he can’t see the tents that we call home
cans of vb and pin-ups of chicks off tv
the heat, the mosquitoes and the noise suprising
like the first time you see an agent orange horizon
[hook 1]
so please can you tell me doctor why i can’t get to sleep
the scar’s left in me?
night time’s just a jungle, dark and a barking m16
we keeps saying “rest in peace”
what’s this rash that comes and goes?
don’t suppose you can tell me what that means?
god help me, i was only nineteen

[verse 2]
sent off on a four-week long operation
where every single step could be your last one
on two legs it was sorta living h-ll
falling with the sh-lls, war within yourself
but you couldn’t let your mates down ’til they had you dusted off
so you closed your eyes and thought of something else
someone yelled “contact!”, another bloke swore
we hooked in there for hours then a god almighty roar
then frankie kicked a mine, the day that mankind kicked the moon
god help me, he was going home in june

and i can still see frank with a can in his hand
thirty-six hour leave in the bar at the grand
and i can still hear frank, a screaming mess
of bleeding flesh, couldn’t retrieve his legs
you see the anzac legend neglected to mention
mud the fear, the blood, the tears, the tension
dad’s recollection beyond comprehension
didn’t seem quite real until we were sent in
chaos and confusion, the fire and steel
hot shrapnel in my back i didn’t even feel
god help me, i was only nineteen

[hook 2]
so please can you tell me doctor, why i can’t get to sleep
i can’t hardly eat?
and the sound of the channel seven chopper still chills me to my feet
still fuels my grief?
and what’s this rash that comes and goes?
like the dreams, can you tell me what that means?
god help me, i was only nineteen

[bridge]
mum and dad and denny saw the p-ssing out parade at puckapunyal
it was a long march from cadets
and the sixth battalion was the next to tour
it was me who drew the card
we did canungra and shoalwater before we left

and townsville lined the footpaths as we marched down to the quay
this clipping from the paper shows us young and strong and clean
and there’s me in my slouch hat with my slr and greens
god help me, i was only nineteen

- the herd

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