I've seen the struggle of the daring ones
I've seen the work road with calloused hands
I've seen a world that
clung so desperately
In days that now have passed
I've seen the rusting iron once so proud
I've seen the fields they cleared tree by
tree I've seen the rem
nants of their in dustry
In days that now have passed
All that's gone before us
Seems so easily forgotten
The sweat that's
dripped on dusty soils
Remembered by so few
But women, men and children died
To open up this countryside
It seems as if their memory
Is fading from our view
They saw the houses
built stone by stone
They saw the families watch hungrily
They saw the rains come and thank the
Lord
In days that now have passed
They saw the tracks they came
by turn to roads
They saw the traders come
and watch towns grow
They saw the railway open up the land
In days that now have passed
All that's gone before us
seems so easily forgotten
The sweat that's dripped on dusty
soils remembered by so few
But wo men,
men and children died to open up this countryside
It seems as if their memory is fading from our
view
I see the semis on the as phalt road
I see the comfort of passing cars
I see them splitting past
the outskirts of
the days that now have passed
I see the local people
watch the change
I see the lives reflect
what's gone before
I see them as perhaps the final link
to the days that now have passed
All that's gone before us
seems so easily forgotten
The sweat that's dripped on dusty
soils remembered by so few
But women, men,
and children died to open up this countryside
It seems as if their memory is fading from our
view
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