The Police believed we had a case and they've given their time and their best
The Prosecutor said to our Mum "It's a case which will be a test
Of whether or not the recommendations, reports and newly passed Laws
Have got loopholes which let men with money and clout walk free through these hallowed doors.

He was like our adopted grandpa and we just couldn't understand
Why he gave us sweets and outings then did things to us with his hand.
There were other acts that we found hard to talk about - they say they'll be harder to prove
But we'll tell about them and hope that perhaps at the end of it all we can move.

'Cause the trial it's caused a sensation and at school we feel awkward and bad
The teachers say to ignore it but losing our friends makes me sad.
It's like we're the ones who are guilty. Wait!! - the verdict is in - here they come
The Jury's been out for a day and two hours - hold my hand Sis, I'm sure that we've won.

They found him guilty on every count - his lawyer said he would appeal
But the man shook his head and looked sadly at us - he knew what we'd said was for real.
One day last week I met one of the Jury who sat next to me on the bus
And she smiled ... "Confidentially 'tween you and me - he'd done it to many of us."

What goes around comes around, somebody said, and in this case never more true
For the Man found guilty, he died in his jail cell - he never made seventy two.
His daughter committed suicide only eighteen months after our trial
And his wife had a breakdown and moved interstate - she's still in complete denial.

So many lives have been ruined, so many more lives were retrieved
By the verdict of guilty from all of the jurors who listened to us and believed
That a pillar of the community could do all the things that we said
Though I'm sad for his wife and his daughter who died, I feel safe now the old man is dead.