You won’t listen to my songs any morenYou ripped my poster off the wallnCause I’m the singer that went to the warnYou see no good in me at allnWell pardon me if I believe I haven’t got it wrongnAnd before you turn your back on me I’ll sing you one more songnnCause I shook hands with a diggernOn the wrong side of the worldnWith a wife at home who holds her breathnAnd brand new baby girlnAnd the digger fights for freedom in a job that must be donenAnd I let go of his hand, so proud to be AustraliannnAnd if unlike me you feel no pride at allnThen go ahead and take me off your wallnCause I’d prefer to be a poster girlnOn the wrong side of the worldnnAnd I’m just the girl that sings the crazy songsnNot qualified to sit and judgenI’ve been right and I know I’ve been wrongnBut I’m for peace and I’m for lovenAnd I admire the burning fire that causes you to fightnI only wish the wrong side of the world had the same rightnnCause I listened to the wisdom of the Aussie brigadiernHe spoke of widows and of orphans and the need to dry their tearsnAnd he leads the fight for freedom in a job that must be donenAnd I’ve never been more proud to say that I’m AustraliannnAnd if unlike me you feel no pride at allnThen go ahead and take me off your wallnCause I’d prefer to be a poster girlnOn the wrong side of the worldnnMaybe I’m naïve to think we all could get alongnAnd sir, I read your wordsnAnd all I ask is hear my songnnI shook hands with a diggernOn the wrong side of the worldnWith a wife at home who holds her breathnAnd brand new baby girlnAnd the digger fights for freedom in a job that must be donenAnd I let go of his hand, so proud to be AustraliannnAnd if unlike me you feel no pride at allnThen go ahead and take me off your wallnCause I’d prefer to be a poster girlnOn the wrong side of the worldnnI’m so proud to be a poster girlnOn the wrong side of the worldn