Текст песни A Rose Of Red - Slim Dusty
                                                Back 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                rear 
                                                of 
                                                battle, 
                                                    a 
                                                digger 
                                                boy 
                                                was 
                                                gay
 
                                    
                                
                                                Thoughts 
                                                of 
                                                home, 
                                                across 
                                                the 
                                                sea, 
                                                filled 
                                                his 
                                                heart 
                                                today
 
                                    
                                
                                                No 
                                                thought 
                                                of 
                                                danger 
                                                lingered, 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                soldier's 
                                                head,
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                loudly 
                                                did 
                                                he 
                                                sing 
                                                of 
                                                love, 
                                                of 
                                                love 
                                                and 
                                                roses 
                                                red,
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                have 
                                                    a 
                                                childhood 
                                                sweetheart 
                                                who 
                                                waits 
                                                so 
                                                patiently
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                rose 
                                                of 
                                                red 
                                                is 
                                                in 
                                                her 
                                                hair, 
                                                to 
                                                show 
                                                her 
                                                love 
                                                for 
                                                me,
 
                                    
                                
                                                We'll 
                                                build 
                                                    a 
                                                home 
                                                together, 
                                                when 
                                                    I 
                                                return 
                                                from 
                                                war
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                roses 
                                                red 
                                                    a 
                                                homely 
                                                site, 
                                                growin' 
                                                round 
                                                the 
                                                door.
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                soldier 
                                                boy 
                                                kept 
                                                singing, 
                                                his 
                                                heart 
                                                was 
                                                warm 
                                                today,
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                trees 
                                                    a 
                                                vicious 
                                                crack 
                                                and 
                                                death 
                                                was 
                                                on 
                                                it's 
                                                way,
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                happy 
                                                boy 
                                                stopped 
                                                singing, 
                                                and 
                                                nothing 
                                                we 
                                                could 
                                                do
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                air 
                                                was 
                                                cold, 
                                                he 
                                                lay 
                                                so 
                                                still, 
                                                the 
                                                sniper's 
                                                aim 
                                                was 
                                                true.
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                picked 
                                                him 
                                                up 
                                                so 
                                                gently 
                                                and 
                                                this 
                                                is 
                                                what 
                                                was 
                                                seen
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                rose 
                                                of 
                                                red 
                                                from 
                                                    a 
                                                sniper's 
                                                shot, 
                                                across 
                                                his 
                                                shirt 
                                                of 
                                                green
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                bullet 
                                                travelled 
                                                onward, 
                                                deadly 
                                                in 
                                                it's 
                                                flight
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                girl 
                                                so 
                                                sad, 
                                                her 
                                                love 
                                                has 
                                                gone, 
                                                    a 
                                                rose 
                                                had 
                                                died 
                                                tonight
 
                                    
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