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
  The sweetest sight ever seen
    And the night followed day
  And the story tellers say
  That the score brave souls inside
  For many a lonely day sailed across the milky seas
  Ne'er looked back, never feared, never cried
    Don't you hear my call though you're many years away
  Don't 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, to a new home we'll away
  But my love this cannot be
  For so many years have gone though I'm older but a year
  Your mother's eyes, from your eyes, cry to me
    Don't you hear my call though you're many years away
  Don't you hear me calling you
  All the letters in the sand cannot heal me like your hand
    For my life
  Still ahead
  Pity me.