Chords for Ryan Kelly - The Band Played Waltzing Matilda

[C#] _ _ _ _ _
When I [F#] was a young [C#] man I carried [A#m] my pack [C#] And I lived a free life of the road
From the [F#] Murray's green basin [C#] to the dusty [A#m] outback [C#] I waltzed my Matilda all over
_ [G#m] Then in 1915 [F#] my country [C#] said son It's [D#] time to [G#] stop [F#] ramblin' there's work [C#] to be done
So they gave me [F#] a tin hat [C#] and they gave [A#m] me a gun [C#] And they sent me away to the war
_ And the band [F#] played Waltzing [A#m] [C#] Matilda As the ship [F#] pulled away [G#] from the [D#m] quay
And [F#]
amid all the tears [A#m] of light waving and cheers I [C#] sailed off for Gallipoli
_ _ Well I [F#] remember that [C#m] terrible [A#m] day [C#] When our blood stained the sand and the water
How in that [F#] hell [C#] that they call [A#m] Silver Bay [C#m] We were butchered like [A#] [C#] lambs to the slaughter
_ [G#] Johnny Tuck he was ready [F#] oh he primed [C#] himself well [G#] He rained us with [D#m] bullets and he [F#] showered us with [C#] shell
And in ten [F#] minutes flat we were all [A#m] blown to hell
They [C#] blew us back home to Australia And the [F#] band played [A#m] Waltzing [C#] Matilda
As we stopped [F#] to bury [G#] our slave [F#] We buried ours, [A#m] the Turks buried theirs
And [C#] it started all over again _ _
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_ _ [F#] Those that were living just [C#m] tried [A#m] to survive In [C#] that mad world of blood, death and fire
For ten [G#] weary weeks [D#m] I [A#] just kept myself [A#m] alive [C#] Surround me the corpses piled higher
_ [G#] Then a bloody great shell [F#] knocked me out so [C#] overhead [G#] And when I [F#] awoke in my hospital [C#] bed
I saw what it had [F#] done, [C#] how I wished I [A#m] were dead Never [C#] knew there were worse things than dying
For no more [F#] I'll go Waltzing [A#m] Matilda [C#] All around [G#] the green bush far and near
[F#] With the hump tents and pegs, [A#m] my man needs both legs No [C#] more Waltzing Matilda for me
They _ collected [F#] the wounded, [C#] the [A#m] crippled, the [C#] maimed And they shipped us [G#] back home [C#] to Australia
The armless, [F#] the legless, the [C#] blind, [A#m] the insane [C#] Those poor [G#m] wasted heroes of [C#] silver _
And [A#m] as the [Fm] ship pulled [F#] into Sir [A#m] Kuliki [C#] [G#] And I looked at the place [F#] where my [C#] legs used to be
I thanked Christ [F#] there was nobody [C#] waiting for [A#m] me To _ [C#]
mourn and to grieve and to pity
And the band [F#] played [A#m] Waltzing [C#] Matilda As they carried [F#] us down [G#m] the gangway
_ [F#] Nobody cheered, [A#m] they just stood there and stared And [C#] they turned all their faces away _ _
So [G#] _ [C#] _ _ _
_ now [F#] every April [A#m] I sit on my porch [C#] And I watch my parade pass before me
_ I see [F#] my old comrades, [C#] how proudly [A#m] they march [C#] Renewing their [G#] dreams of [C#] past glories
[G#] I see the old men, [F#] all tired, [C#] stiff and sore [G#] Those weary old [F#] heroes of a [C#] forgotten war
And the young people [F#] ask, [C#] what are they [A#m] marching for?
_ [C#] And I ask myself the same question
And the band [F#] plays [A#m] Waltzing [C#] Matilda The old [F#] men still answer [G#m] the call
_ [F#]
Year after year [A#m] their numbers get fewer _ [C#] Someday no one will march there at all
_ _ _ Waltzing Matilda, _ [F#] Waltzing [C#] Matilda Oh come Waltzing Matilda with me
[C#m] And [C#] their ghosts may [G#] be [A#m] heard as they march by that [C#] billabong
Oh come Waltzing [G#] Matilda [F#] with me _ _
_ _ _ _ [A#m] _ [C#] _