Trading tales. Paddy and the great Gilbert McAdam
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Re: Trading tales. Paddy and the great Gilbert McAdam
One of my favourite players and he sits right up there as one of the most skilful I’ve ever seen play the game
Gilberts grandfather was a white cattle station owner and he ‘messed around’* with Gilberts grandma (*they’re Gilly’s words..lol)
Gilly talks about his dad who was part of the stolen generation of kids.
Gilly’s dad was taken from his mother because of government policies at the time
This story's right, this story's true
I would not tell lies to you
Like the promises they did not keep
And how they fenced us in like sheep.
Said to us come take our hand
Sent us off to mission land.
Taught us to read, to write and pray
Then they took the children away,
Took the children away,
The children away.
Snatched from their mother's breast
Said this is for the best
Took them away.
The welfare and the policeman
Said you've got to understand
We'll give them what you can't give
Teach them how to really live.
Teach them how to live they said
Humiliated them instead
Taught them that and taught them this
And others taught them prejudice.
You took the children away
The children away
Breaking their mothers heart
Tearing us all apart
Took them away
One dark day on Framingham
Come and didn't give a damn
My mother cried go get their dad
He came running, fighting mad
Mother's tears were falling down
Dad shaped up and stood his ground.
He said 'You touch my kids and you fight me'
And they took us from our family.
Took us away
They took us away
Snatched from our mother's breast
Said this was for the best
Took us away.
Told us what to do and say
Told us all the white man's ways
Then they split us up again
And gave us gifts to ease the pain
Sent us off to foster homes
As we grew up we felt alone
Cause we were acting white
Yet feeling black
One sweet day all the children came back
The children come back
The children come back
Back where their hearts grow strong
Back where they all belong
The children came back
Said the children come back
The children come back
Back where they understand
Back to their mother's land
The children come back
Back to their mother
Back to their father
Back to their sister
Back to their brother
Back to their people
Back to their land
All the children come back
The children come back
The children come back
Yes I came back.
Gilberts grandfather was a white cattle station owner and he ‘messed around’* with Gilberts grandma (*they’re Gilly’s words..lol)
Gilly talks about his dad who was part of the stolen generation of kids.
Gilly’s dad was taken from his mother because of government policies at the time
This story's right, this story's true
I would not tell lies to you
Like the promises they did not keep
And how they fenced us in like sheep.
Said to us come take our hand
Sent us off to mission land.
Taught us to read, to write and pray
Then they took the children away,
Took the children away,
The children away.
Snatched from their mother's breast
Said this is for the best
Took them away.
The welfare and the policeman
Said you've got to understand
We'll give them what you can't give
Teach them how to really live.
Teach them how to live they said
Humiliated them instead
Taught them that and taught them this
And others taught them prejudice.
You took the children away
The children away
Breaking their mothers heart
Tearing us all apart
Took them away
One dark day on Framingham
Come and didn't give a damn
My mother cried go get their dad
He came running, fighting mad
Mother's tears were falling down
Dad shaped up and stood his ground.
He said 'You touch my kids and you fight me'
And they took us from our family.
Took us away
They took us away
Snatched from our mother's breast
Said this was for the best
Took us away.
Told us what to do and say
Told us all the white man's ways
Then they split us up again
And gave us gifts to ease the pain
Sent us off to foster homes
As we grew up we felt alone
Cause we were acting white
Yet feeling black
One sweet day all the children came back
The children come back
The children come back
Back where their hearts grow strong
Back where they all belong
The children came back
Said the children come back
The children come back
Back where they understand
Back to their mother's land
The children come back
Back to their mother
Back to their father
Back to their sister
Back to their brother
Back to their people
Back to their land
All the children come back
The children come back
The children come back
Yes I came back.
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Re: Trading tales. Paddy and the great Gilbert McAdam
Gilbert is a good man, and was a good player
Not sure why he only played 50 games?
Bit like Dean Rice, Adrian fletcher, Dale Kickett, Jack Danyels, Craig O Brien and Craig Davenport
Left to play elsewhere.
Not sure why he only played 50 games?
Bit like Dean Rice, Adrian fletcher, Dale Kickett, Jack Danyels, Craig O Brien and Craig Davenport
Left to play elsewhere.
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Re: Trading tales. Paddy and the great Gilbert McAdam
At the time we traded him to Brisbane so he could be closer to family in the N.T.
It was his decision. Probably why he loves the club.
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Re: Trading tales. Paddy and the great Gilbert McAdam
Better weather than you get in shithole Victoria.