He pointed to the edge of the river With a hand still shaking "That's where the nightmare came" "Bunya! Bunya!" the Aunties screamed As the jarjums began to run "Nhinganha! Quickly! to the tops of the trees!" They shot'em down like leaves in autumn So I go there in the summer, the summer To pay my respects But there's no headstone And where's our 'Lest we forget'? I'm reminded each summer, each summer With that flag around your neck That it was and it always will be After the gun shots echoed down the valley A young rider came Under a possum skin on a dead mother's breast A babe survived amongst the slain So, I go there in the summer The summer To pay my respects But there's no headstone And where's our 'Lest we forget'? I'm reminded each summer Each summer With that flag around your neck That it was and it always will be Well I could take you there this summer This summer And we could pay our respects And there's no guilt bro, but although You might need to jump the fence And it's not for me to forgive, God knows we can't forget That is was and it always will be That is was and it always will be That is was and it always will be