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Sad Land
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All these crosses
In the ground
With the men
Sleeping sound
Under the dirt
We’re standing on.
We stand here till
The break of dawn.
It comes and goes,
And still we stand
On this sad
Piece of land.
Canadian men
Once stood tall,
Heard the cry
And gave their all.
In the ground
With the men
Sleeping sound
Under the dirt
We’re standing on.
We stand here till
The break of dawn.
It comes and goes,
And still we stand
On this sad
Piece of land.
Canadian men
Once stood tall,
Heard the cry
And gave their all.
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