Diggers of the ANZAC (This Is Gallipoli) Songtext
von John Williamson

Things′ll never be the same in Port Lincoln
Since they rolled the cameras there
Roll up and be a movie extra
Take it lightly if you dare

And give the man a uniform
Give the man a gun
He's your younger brother
And he′s your only son

This is Gallipoli
They coulda been ya mates
They coulda been me
Ya can't blame a bloke who likes adventure
He saw the posters on the wall
See the world through the sights of a rifle
Grab ya mates and go to war


And give the man a bayonet
Give the man a hat
Land him on the beaches
8000 never came back
A rat-a-tat-tat

This is Gallipoli
And don't you forget
You are the diggers of the ANZAC
Slap bang in the middle of an ambush
The Johnny Turk was all around
Sitting ducks, we fell like nine-pins
But the diggers held their ground

And men like Simpson upheld the spirit
Of the digger who gives a mate a hand
And in the end they showed the world
The spirit of Australia

So, things′ll never be the same in Port Lincoln
Since they made a movie there
Knock off the shearing and knock off the fishing
Bring up the clippers and knock off the hair

And give the man a uniform
Give the man a gun
He′s your younger brother
And he's your only son


This is Gallipoli
And don′t you forget
You are the diggers of the ANZAC (the diggers of the ANZAC)

This is Gallipoli
And don't you forget
You are the diggers of the ANZAC ((the diggers of the ANZAC)

Yeah, this is Gallipoli
And don′t you forget
You are the diggers of the ANZAC (the diggers of the ANZAC)

This is Gallipoli
And don't you forget
You are the diggers of the ANZAC (the diggers of the ANZAC)

This is Gallipoli (the diggers of the ANZAC)
And don′t you forget (the diggers of the ANZAC)
You are the diggers of the ANZAC (the diggers of the ANZAC)

This is Gallipoli
And don't you forget
You are the diggers of the ANZAC (the diggers of the ANZAC)