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In the (E)year of thirtynine assembled here the volunteers,

the in the (D)days (A)when lands were few,

here the (F#m)ship sailed out into the (D)blue and sunny morn,

though the sweetest (E)sight ever (A)seen.

And the (E)night is followed and day.

grey, And the (F#dim)story tellers say

That the (F#m)score brave (C#7)souls (F#m)inside.

Oh, For (A)many a lonely day sailed (E)across the milky seas,

Your Ne'er looked (F#m)back, (D)never feared,

never cried.

(E)Don't you (A)hear my call though you're (D)many years away.

Don't you hear me calling (E)you?

Write your (A)letters (C#7)in the (F#m)sand (A)for the day I take your (Bm)hand,

(E)In the (A)land (D)that our (E)grandchildren (A)knew.

In the (E)year of thritynine as came a ship in from the blue,

the (D)volunteers (A)came home that day,

and they (F#m)bring good news in of a (D)world so newly born,

though their hearts so (E)heavily (A)weigh.

For the (E)night is followed and day.

grey, little (F#dim)darlin', we'll away.

But my (F#m)love, this (C#7)can (F#m)not be,

Oh, so (A)many a years have gone,

though I'm (E)older but a year,

Your mother's (F#m)eyes (D)from your eyes cry to me.

(E)Don't you (A)hear my call though you're (D)many years away.

Don't you hear me calling (E)you?

Write your (A)letters (C#7)in the (F#m)sand (A)for the day I take your (Bm)hand,

(E)In the (A)land (D)that our (E)grandchildren (A)knew.

In the land (D)that our (E)grandchildren (A)knew.

(E)Don't you All your (A)letters (C#7)in the (F#m)sand (A)cannot (D)heal me (A)like your (Bm)hand,

for my (F#m)life still (E)ahead, pity (A)me.