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Children of the southern land
You don't need to cry
Children of the southern land
See that morning sky
People of the western world
Hang your heads and cry
People of the western world
You let the eagle fly
Way too high
Coming down
Look across the western plains
See the danger there
They'll take your land and then take your soul
Leave you with despair
Who's gonna care?
And everyone's got big ideas
About which way to turn
They're hanging on to their piece of ground
They've got nowhere to run
Children of the southern land
You don't need to cry
Children of the southern land
See that morning sky
See the morning sky shine
Listen for the drummer's beat
Hear the bugle call
Hold on to what you got
Let the eagle fall
Let it fall
Children of the southern land
Your days are passing by
Children of the southern land
See that morning cry
See the morning cry
Bring it back to the land
Oh bring it back to the land
Hey give it back to the land
You got a child in your hand
Bring it back
Bring it back
Give it back
Give it back
Give it back
Yeah, give it back
Give it back
Give it back
Give it all
Children
Going out in search of the wild wild land
Coming back with more than dust in our hands
Written by: Shane Howard
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