The most wonderful day of my life,
The day my love asked me.
To come with him and be his bride,
For all eternity.
How could this happen in just one day,
The worst news I could hear.
My love has joined the army, now,
My heart is filled with fear.
I stand and wave goodbye to him,
As he leaves on the ship.
I try to be brave for his sake,
Afraid to make a slip.
I lie awake at night and wonder,
Of where my love could be.
I know that he is out fighting,
For us to all be free.
I see their tears and hear the cries,
Of those how have lost.
A father, brother, or a son,
To war's cruel cost.
I sit and try to help them through,
The pain and through the tears.
But deep inside my heart still cries,
Out all my darkest fears.
Will I ever see him again,
He has been gone so long.
Or will I be left to mourn for him.
In my own sad song.
Who is this standing at my door,
I see the uniform.
My heart leaps up into the sky,
And then falls, torn.
The war is over and I am free,
To go see my loves grave.
Nothing but a pure white cross,
To honour a man so brave.
I stand among the poppies red,
And among the cross's white.
And let my tears fall to the ground,
As I try to find the light.
A few years latter I tell my son,
Of that sad, sad story.
Of how his father fought and died,
For our nations glory.
No matter how many years pass by,
Still firm in my memory.
I will remember those sad events,
Of Gallipoli.
