text: In the year of 39
  Assembled here the Volunteers
  In the days when lands were few
  Here the ship sailed out into the blue and sunny morn
  Sweetest sight ever seen
  And the night followed day
  And the storytellers say
  That the score brave souls inside
  For many a lonely day
  Sailed across the milky seas
  Neer looked back, never feared, never cried
  Dont you hear my call?
  Though youre many years away
  Dont you hear me calling you?
  Write your letters in the sand
  For the day I take your hand
  In the land that our grandchildren knew
  In the year of 39
  Came a ship in from the blue
  The Volunteers came home that day
  And they bring good news
  Of a world so newly born
  Though their hearts so heavily weigh
  For the Earth is old and grey
  Little darlin, well away
  But my love this cannot be
  For so many years are gone
  Though Im older but a year
  Your mothers eyes from your eyes cry to me
  Dont you hear my call?
  Though youre many years away
  Dont you hear me calling you?
  Write your letters in the sand
  For the day I take your hand
  In the land that our grandchildren knew
  Dont you hear my call?
  Though youre many years away
  Dont you hear me calling you?
  All your letters in the sand
  Cannot heal me like your hand
  For my life still ahead, pity me