My boys are at war

In a little white house in Watervale
Balbina a widow Mother began to wail
As her six boys were going to war
All her boys had enlisted to join the Army Corp

My boys have gone off to war
Leaving behind our Aussie Shore
I do hope my boys will return home soon
To tell us of their war stories in our family room

All the days and nights they have been off fighting
With many of the men coming back to camp wounded and tiring
All over the fields they roam
No time to think of family back home

My boys have gone off to war
Leaving behind our Aussie Shore
I do hope my boys will return home soon
To tell us of their war stories in our family room

Balbina has been worrying for quite some time
Waiting by her door for a chime
Just a small letter in the mail
Would make her feel a little less frail

My boys have gone off to war
Leaving behind our Aussie Shore
I do hope my boys will return home soon
To tell us of their war stories in our family room

I knew something was wrong when the telegram came to the door
My boys must be in trouble at war
The news was bleak
I have lost three of my boys in one week.

My boys have gone off to war
Leaving behind our Aussie Shore
I do hope my boys will return home soon
To tell us of their war stories in our family room

The letter went on to say
The Army would be discharging my other boys today
The boys have all made me and their late Dad so proud
Their efforts will never be forgotten, the King and Queen have vowed.

By Alyce, Aged 13