"It's nothing to do with the next song, which is called '39" In the year of '39 Assembled here the volunteers In the days when the lands were few And the ship sailed out Into the blue and misty morn' Sweetest sight ever seen And the nights followed day And the story tellers say The score brave souls inside For so 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 Aah In the year of '39 A single ship came from the blue The volunteers came home that day And they bring good news From a world so newly born Though their hearts so heavily weigh Now 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 Now 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? Write your letters in the sand For the day I take your hand In the land when our grandchildren knew Don't you hear my call? Though you're many years away Don't you hear me calling you? All your letters in the sand Cannot heal me like your hand All my life, still ahead, pity me