[00:01.65]Louis was my dearest friend
[00:07.59]Fighting in the ANZAC trench
[00:14.15]Louis ran forward from the line
[00:20.90]I never saw him again
[00:27.41]Later in the dark
[00:31.22]
[00:34.09]I thought I heard Louis' voice
[00:40.72]Calling for his mother, then me
[00:47.40]But I couldn't get to him
[01:00.53]He's still up on that hill
[01:07.09]20 years on that hill
[01:10.90]
[01:13.91]Nothing more than a pile of bones
[01:17.46]
[01:19.97]But I think of him still
[01:22.28]
[01:26.66]If I was asked I'd tell
[01:29.03]
[01:33.22]The colour of the earth that day
[01:35.97]
[01:39.78]It was dull and browny red
[01:42.97]
[01:46.34]The colour of blood, I'd say