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Verse
1
I was only
3years old when my Daddy put me on his shoulder -
Held my fist up high with his, To defend the rights for Peace
Then came marches of the Vietnam War, Gough Whitlam gave a mighty roar
He opened up the doors for SBS, TripleJ, and Medicare!
(and) I turned Seventeen, when Dad made history and took his place amongst
the
anglo-saxon mayoral robes of good old Collingwood,
(And in) '78 a year ahead, in Parliament house he stood
and gave his maiden speech in Greek to show his accent had real meaning
CHORUS:
For you…
It's what my Daddy said 'we're marching here for you my girl'
It's what my Daddy said so you can have a better world
A better world for children just like you A better world for you.. (x2)
Verse
2
(He was)
arrested up in Brisbane with George Georges State MP
they stood against the Governments (Bejelke Peterson's agenda) agenda
banning Civil Liberties,
The right to march The right to meet The right to hold hands in the street
They raised their voices carried by the wind… (and I can hear them saying)
Close the freeways, plant the trees, give gays and women back their dignity!
As for all the Aborigines? There's just one word ... and that's "sorry"
CHORUS:
For you…
It's what my Daddy said 'we're marching here for you my girl'
It's what my Daddy said so you can have a better world
A better world for children just like you A better world for you (x2)
Verse
3
10 years
on he said Goodbye with fist still help up to the sky
I proudly gave a wave Goodbye in Kennetts town - one must ask why,
He didn't leave me crowns and pearls, houses, cars or a swimming pool
His Passion and Spirit were his legacy
And so it
goes in 2003 - he's marching again from where ever he is
He says My Girl, you gotta do what you can Traits of human kindness and
dignity,
Respect & Understanding for my fellow man
CHORUS:
For you…
It's what my Daddy said 'we're marching here for you my girl'
It's what my Daddy said so you can have a better world
A better world for children just like you A better world for you (x4)
(Ending:
slower)
I was only 3years old when my Daddy put me on his shoulder
Held my fist up high with his - To Defend the rights for Peace
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