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Verse 1
Thank you.
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John Butler has
entered the building.
We all lost you there for a minute,
didn't we?
Yes, isn't that funny?
Follow the gazes.
That's John.
In the middle of the song,
we're just looking out
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and everyone's going...
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It's happened a lot on this
tour.
We were checking at the airport
the other day
and I was talking to the guy
and he was, you know, yes ma 'am,
please put your bags on
and you're a bit overweight.
I mean, the baggage was.
No, and he put the bags through
and then he suddenly went...
And he went to the woman
next to him.
It's John Butler.
And I watched him
and he just sort of forgot about me.
like I'm done
There's your boarding pass miss
and and he just sat there
and he was visibly shaking his boots
and John came
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It's the next in line. He goes
Can I help you sir?
We'd like to invite John on stage
to play a song for us
this is sung by Paul Kelly
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and Kev Carmody
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Gather round people,
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let me tell you a story
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An eight year long story of power and pride
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British Lord Vestey and
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Vincent Langaree
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were op posite men,
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on opposite sides
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See, Vestey was fat,
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full of money and muscle
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Beef was his business,
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broad was his door
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Vincent was lame, he spoke very little
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He had no bank balance,
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hard dirt was his floor
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From little things, big things grow
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From little things,
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big things grow
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Gorinji were working for
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noth ing but rations
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For once they had gathered
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the wealth of the land
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And daily the pressures got
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tighter and tighter
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Garinger decided they must take a stand
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They got their swags and they
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star ted off walking
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And at Waddy Creek they
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sat themselves down
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Now it don't sound like much
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but they sure got tons talking
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Back at the homestead and
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then in the town
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From little things, big things grow
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Vestiman said,
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look I'll double your wages
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Seven quid a week,
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you'll have in your hand
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Vincent said, nah -uh,
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we ain't talking about wages
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We're sitting right here
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till we get our land
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Vestiman rode and the Ves
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You don't stand a chance
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of a stingering snark
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And then said if we fall,
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oth ers are rising
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From little things big things grow
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From little things big things grow
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From little things big things grow
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From little things big things grow
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So Vincent Langari,
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he boarded an airplane,
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he landed in Sydney, a big city of lights.
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And daily he went round
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softly speaking his story
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To all types of men,
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from all walks of life
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And Vincent sat down
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with those big politicians
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They said, look mate, this affair,
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it's a matter of state
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Let us sort it out
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while your people go hungry
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Vincent said, nuh -uh,
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we know how to waste
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From little things, big things grow
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From little things, big things grow
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From little things,
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big things grow
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he returned in an airplane
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Back to his country,
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once more to sit down
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He told his people,
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let the stars keep on turnin'
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We got friends in the south,
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in the cities and towns
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Eight years went by,
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eight long years of waitin'
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Till one day a tall stranger
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appeared in the land
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His name was Whitlam,
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and he came to great ceremony
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Through Vincent's fingers,
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throwing a handful of sand
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From little things, big things grow
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From little things, big things grow
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From little things, big things grow
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But this is a story of Vincent Langari
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But this is a story of something much more
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Our power and privilege can
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not move a people
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Who know where they stand
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And stand in their love
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From little things, big things grow
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From little things, big things grow
From little things, big things grow.
From little things, big things grow.
From little things, big things grow.
John Butler. Thank
you everyone.
That's called a live fade out.
Thank you.
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