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Dry Bones

Dem bones, dem bones, dem dry bones,

Dem bones, dem bones, dem dry bones,

Dem naughty dry bones!

Dem bones, dem bones, dem dry bones,

Dem bones, dem bones, dem dry bones,

Dem bones, dem bones, dem dry bones,

Dem naughty dry bones!

1. The foot bone connected to the ankle bone

Ankle bone connected to the leg bone

Leg bone connected to the knee bone

Knee bone connected to the thigh bone

Thigh bone connected to the hip bone

Hip bone connected to the back bone

Back bone connected to the neck bone

Neck bone connected to the head bone.

Dem naughty dry bones

Dem bones, dem bones, dem dry bones,

Dem bones, dem bones, dem dry bones,

Dem bones, dem bones, dem dry bones,

Dem naughty dry bones!

2. The finger bone connected to the hand bone

The hand bone connected to the arm bone

The arm bone connected to shoulder bone

The shoulder bone connected to the back bone

The back bone connected to the neck bone

The neck bone connected to the head bone

Dem naughty dry bones

Dem bones, dem bones, dem dry bones,

Dem bones, dem bones, dem dry bones,

Dem bones, dem bones, dem dry bones,

Dem naughty dry bones!

Dem bones, dem bones, dem dry bones!

It's a Long Way to Tipperary

It's a long way to Tipperary,

It's a long way to go,

It's a long way to Tipperary,

To the sweetest girl I know!

Goodbye Piccadilly! Farewell Leicester Square!

It's a long, long way to Tipperary,

But my heart's right there!

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Maori Battalion March

Maori Battalion March to victory

Maori Battalion staunch and true

Maori Battalion march to glory

Take the honour of your people with you

You will march, march, march to the enemy

And will fight right to the end

For God, for King and Country au e

Ake ake Kia kaha e

In the days that now have gone

When the Maoris went to war

They fought and fought till the last man died

For the honour of the tribe

And so we carry on

The traditions they have laid

And as we go on day by day

You will always hear us say

Waltzing Matilda

Once a jolly swagman camped by a billabong
Under the shade of a coolibah tree,
And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boiled:
"Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda, with me?"

Chorus:
Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
You'll come a-waltzing Matilda, with me
And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boiled:
"You'll come a-waltzing Matilda, with me."

Down came a jumbuck to drink at that billabong.
Up jumped the swagman and grabbed him with glee.
And he sang as he shoved that jumbuck in his tucker bag:
"You'll come a-waltzing Matilda, with me."

(Chorus)

Up rode the squatter, mounted on his thoroughbred.
Down came the troopers, one, two, and three.
"Whose is that  jumbuck you've got in your tucker bag?
You'll come a-waltzing Matilda, with me."

(Chorus)

Up jumped the swagman and sprang into the billabong.
"You'll never take me alive!" said he
And his ghost may be heard as you pass by that billabong:
"Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda, with me?"