There's a texta-coloured drawing
In a big white plastic box bought from IKEA
That I keep up on the wardrobe
And I'm looking pretty grumpy – you must've drawn me in the morning
And it says 'Dad, I love you' in fluro pink
And here's a picture of our family in St Kilda
I think we're standing on the porch at Clyde St
And your mum looks so young and so pretty
And I hope that when you open this you find her beauty spilling out
Like all that red hair 'round her face
I've been keeping treasures here for you to find
Songs and letters, things I used to think
And there's $20 in my bedside drawer so I can buy you one last drink
There's a clipping that I found about Glenmaggie in the '20s
And what happened when they tried to build the Weir
They bought up all the farms from all the poorest in the district
And though they didn't want to go
They built a wall and made them leave
When the flood came, they gathered at the hotel
And when the water reached the bar they called 'last drinks'
And I've put this story here to remind you
That the people that you come from
Fought until they had to swim away
I've been keeping treasures here for you to find
Songs and letters, things I used to think
And there's $20 in my bedside drawer so I can buy you one last drink
And it's just a box of birthday cards
And photos and a Humphrey B Bear teddy
That you'll probably throw away
But I hope that when you find this, you know that you were loved
And this junk is just what's left when all the rest is washed away
I've been keeping treasures here for you to find
Songs and letters, things I used to think
Take that $20 in my bedside drawer and let me buy you one last drink