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(Tune:
Tannenbaum)
- The
whiteant flag will lead you on,
- It shows
the way where men have gone,
- And if the
track is hard and rough,
- You’ll
know that they are really tough.
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- Chorus:
- So hold
that sacred banner high
- With it in lead we’ll reach the sky Though Charlies pinch and
Normos sneer,
- The flag will fly for many a year.
- It has
been to tops of mountains great,
- The
highest in most every state,
- And where
the slow is deep and cold,
- You’ll
find its spirits ever bold. (Chorus!
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- From
canyons deep to deserts seared,
- When ere
the flag goes it is cheered,
- For
walkers know as so they must,
- It is the
one flag they can trust. (Chorus)
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- Ted Hartley
- "Kameruka"
- December
1964
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- I
remember, I
remember,
- The boots that first I
wore;
- The joy I had in
nailing them
- That I shall have no
more!
- On boots and mighty
walking mates
- My youthful heart was
set,
- Now they are gone like
vanished trips.
- The scars, I have them
yet.
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- I remember, I
remember,
- The Southern Ranges
high,
- I used to think those
mighty crags
- Were close against the
sky.
- But now those virgin
ridges,
- From Finders to
P.B. 1
- Are traversed on an
off week-end,
- In sandshoes, by
"T B.2
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- I remember, I
remember,
- Young Higgins, Parris,
Moore,
- The keenest whole-hog
walkers
- The Wild Dogs ever
saw!
- The sun could never
rise too soon,
- Nor bring too tough a
day,
- But now wild teams of
Camels3
- Couldn't drag those
sloths away.
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- I remember, I
remember,
- Ere my bum days
flitted by,
- It was fine then in
December
- And the quartzite
crags were dry.
- But now its wet and
freezing
- On summer trips, becos
- The weather, like
bushwalking, ain't
- Like what it used to
was.
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- Ted Hartley
- "Kameurka"
February 1968
- 1Precipitous
Bluff
- 2Tim Walkden-Brown
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Barry Dunnet was "The Camel"
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