

(hey,
hey!)
He cannot fly but he can run
Underneath the southern sun
Old man emu on the plain
Marching through the dust and rain
He joined the ranks of the brave and true
Standing tall in navy blue
Across the shores of Gallipoli
He stands with the ANZAC cavalry (huah!)
He’s the old man emu,
marching on the sand With the ANZAC soldiers in a distant land
He runs like the wind,
he stands so proud Sing his name,
sing it loud! (ooh-ooh-yeah)
Now the dawn is breaking clear
For the mates we hold so dear
Old man emu stands in line Remembered till the end of time
He’s marching on, marching on!
(emu,
emu, yeah!)