Chords for And the Band Played Waltzing Matilda

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_ _ _ Now when I [F] was a young man [C] I carried [Am] a pack [G] And I lived the free life [C] of the rover
From the Murray's [F] green [C] base to the dusty [Am] outback
I waltzed [G] my Matilda [C] all over [G] Then in 1915 [F] my country [C] said, [G] son
There's no time for roving, there's work [C] to be done
So they gave me a tin hat and they gave me [Am] a gun
_ [C] And they sent [G] me away [C] to the war And the band [F] played [C] waltzing Matilda _
As our ship [F] pulled away from [G] the pier [F] And amidst all the tears, [C] flag waving
[Am] And the cheers, [C] we sailed off for Gallipoli And well [F] I remember that [Am] terrible day
[C] When our [G] blood stained the sand [C] and the water And how in [F] that hell [C] that they called [Am] Suvla Bay
We were [G] butchered like lambs at [C] the slaughter
[G] Johnny Turkey was waiting [F] and he pranged [C] himself [G] well
And he shot us with bullets and he [C] rained us with shell
And in [F] ten minutes flat [C] we were all blown [Am] to hell
[C] Nearly blew [G] us back home [C] to Australia And the band [F] played [C] waltzing Matilda
As we stopped [F] to bury [G] our slain And we buried ours [C] and the Turks [Am] buried theirs
[C] And it started all over again And those [F] that were living just tried [Am] to survive
[C] In that mad [G] world of blood, [C] death and fire And for ten [F] weary weeks [C] I kept [Am] myself alive
[C] Though around [G] me the corpses [C] piled higher [G] Then a big Turkey shell [F] knocked me arse [C] overhead
[G] And when I awoke in me [C] hospital bed And saw what [F] it had done, [C] Christ, I wished I was [Am] dead
_ [C] Never knew [G] there was worse [C] things than dying For no more [F] I'll go [C] waltzing Matilda _
All along [Dm] the green bush, far [G] and free But [F] to hunt, camp and peg [C] a man needs [Am] both legs
[C] No more waltzing Matilda for me _ _ _ _ _
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They collected [F] the [C] crippled and the wounded, [Am] the maimed
And they shipped us [G] back home to [C] Australia The armless, the legless, the blind and the [Am] insane
[C] Those proud, [G] wounded heroes [C] of Suvla And [G] when our ship pulled [F] into [C] Sakhyalaki
[G] And I looked at the place [F] where me legs [C] used to be
Well, I thank Christ [F] there was no one [C] there waiting [Am] for me _
For to [G] grieve and to mourn and [C] to pity And the band played waltzing Matilda
As they carried [F] us down the [G] gangway But nobody cheered, [C] they just stood there and they [Am] stared
_ [C] And they turned [G] all their faces [C] away And now [F] every [C] April I sit on [Am] my porch
And I watch [G] the parades pass [C] before me I see my old comrades how proudly [Am] they march
[C] Renewing [G] old dreams and [C] past glories But the old men march slowly, [F] their bones stiff [C] and sore
[G] Those tired old men [F] from a forgotten [C] war And the young [F] people ask, [C] what are they [Am] marching for? _
And I [G] ask myself the [C] same question And the band [D] played waltzing Matilda
And the old men still answer the call But year after year those old men disappear
[G] _ Someday no one's gonna march there at all
_ [C] _ _ Waltzing Matilda, _ [F]
waltzing Matilda [C] You come [Am] waltzing [C] Matilda with [G] me
And their ghosts [G] may be heard [Am] As they march [F] by the cenotaph
[C] You come [G] waltzing Matilda [F] with me _
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