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We were young men back then in 82
Frozen solid and soaked wet through
Outgunned outnumbered but stood solid and true
Prayed to God to see the morning dew
We buried or dead and shed a tear
Cracked a joke and drank some beer
Sailed back home held our family near
Felt immense pride as the whole country cheered
Its now 31 years since we hit the beach
We did our bit but we seldom preach
Remembering our brothers a poppy for each
The class of 82
© Tony McNally
