��When 1914 beganHe was working on the landWith his mum and dadHe left behind his girlJoined up to see the worldIt made his mother sadAnd he made it through the warAnd came back to townTo help his father work the fieldsAnd rebuild his life somehowAnd everybody calls him the AnzacAnd that's still what they call him nowHe set his mind to stayWhen his father passed awayAnd the rivers ran dryHe said, I'll take care of you, mumI fought before and wonWe can win this fightAnd all alone he'd work all dayUntil it droppedUntil the place got back to bestHe didn't stopThere were times he thought he'd been forgottenBut every night at six o'clock�Well they don't stand for thatMan they call the AnzacThose that gave their lives for usThey stand for thatMan they call the AnzacFor fighting for the land he lovesAt the same time every yearWe all remember themBut at the crack of dawnWe stand as oneFor all our fallen friendsSo we stand for thatMan they call the AnzacWe will remember themSo stand for thatMan they call the AnzacFor those that gave their livesFor usThey stand for thatMan they call the AnzacFor fighting for the land that he loves�Oh we stand for thatMan they call the Anzac�For fighting for the land that he loves�We will rememberWe will remember