When you wake up in the morning
And you think of your day ahead
I wonder what goes through your mind
Is your heart still full of dread?
Will you be marchin on the streets
Or badgerin some MP
Or stayin at home to grieve some more
With your friends and family?
Chorus
When you step on a platform, Rose
I don’t know what you see
To me you represent the essence of humanity
Along with the other families in this hard campaign you’re all goin through
And be sure if your boys could see you today they’de be so proud of you
I have a son of Gordon’s age
I imagine myself in your shoes
I wonder if I would find the strength
And the courage to do as you do
Your lifetime’s work has prepared you none
For the storm of a public life
But you’ve learned fast and out there there are some
Who just wish you’d be a tame housewife
Chorus
They signed Gordon up with the promise of a trade
There was nothing else goin around
It was Hobson’s choice and in a matter of weeks
He was off, to Iraq he was bound
For oil and lies and cowboy sneers
You’ve suffered the worst of nightmares
While the cowards who ordered your son disappeared
Turn their backs and pretend you’re not there
Chorus
I imagine there are times when you’re on your own
And you feel overcome with despair
And you wonder if this has been worth it at all
Does it change anything anywhere?
Well you should know that whatever gets said
Any human who’s human is behind you
And the masters of war take a blow to the head
Every time you speak out like you do
And when you step on a platform, Rose
I don’t know what you see
To me you represent the essence of humanity
Along with the other families in this hard campaign you’re all goin through
And be sure if your boys could see you today they’de be so proud of you
If your sons, brothers, lovers could see you today they’d be real proud of you
If Gordon Gentle could see you today he’d be right damn proud of you.
And you think of your day ahead
I wonder what goes through your mind
Is your heart still full of dread?
Will you be marchin on the streets
Or badgerin some MP
Or stayin at home to grieve some more
With your friends and family?
Chorus
When you step on a platform, Rose
I don’t know what you see
To me you represent the essence of humanity
Along with the other families in this hard campaign you’re all goin through
And be sure if your boys could see you today they’de be so proud of you
I have a son of Gordon’s age
I imagine myself in your shoes
I wonder if I would find the strength
And the courage to do as you do
Your lifetime’s work has prepared you none
For the storm of a public life
But you’ve learned fast and out there there are some
Who just wish you’d be a tame housewife
Chorus
They signed Gordon up with the promise of a trade
There was nothing else goin around
It was Hobson’s choice and in a matter of weeks
He was off, to Iraq he was bound
For oil and lies and cowboy sneers
You’ve suffered the worst of nightmares
While the cowards who ordered your son disappeared
Turn their backs and pretend you’re not there
Chorus
I imagine there are times when you’re on your own
And you feel overcome with despair
And you wonder if this has been worth it at all
Does it change anything anywhere?
Well you should know that whatever gets said
Any human who’s human is behind you
And the masters of war take a blow to the head
Every time you speak out like you do
And when you step on a platform, Rose
I don’t know what you see
To me you represent the essence of humanity
Along with the other families in this hard campaign you’re all goin through
And be sure if your boys could see you today they’de be so proud of you
If your sons, brothers, lovers could see you today they’d be real proud of you
If Gordon Gentle could see you today he’d be right damn proud of you.
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