Tobruk Pin Testo

Testo Tobruk Pin

At the funeral parlour
Just before leaving
I leaned into the coffin
To kiss the old man

On the forehead
I kissed him on the lips
Looked up at his wife
And his third son
And his only daughter
And his eldest granddaughter
His eldest grandson
And his son in law

My sweet girlfriend
She leaned into the coffin
Unclipped his RSL badge
And took off his Tobruk pin

She held them in her open palms
And gestured to the family, she said
"I've got the badges
Who wants to go through the pockets?"

I told my girlfriend
My sweet girlfriend
There's only blue fluff
In my Dad's pockets
You've got the badges
I've got the stories
Stories cost nothing
But they are my treasures

They are my treasures
They are my fortune
They are my culture
They are my life

I am a rich man
With my father's stories
You've got the badges
Who wants to go through the pockets?

Who wants to go through the pockets?