Chords for Ryan Kelly ~ And The Band Played Waltzing Matilda
Tempo:
136.05 bpm
Chords used:
C#
G#
F#
A#m
Fm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
When I was a young man I carried my pack
And I lived the free life of the rover
From the Murray's green basin to the dusty outback
I waltzed my Matilda all over
Then in 1915 my country said, son
It's time to stop rambling, there's work to be done
So they gave me a tin hat and they gave me a gun
And they sent me away to the war
[D#]
[C#] [Cm]
[A#m] [Fm]
[F#]
[G#] [C#]
[Fm]
[G#]
[C#] And the band played [F#] a waltzing [C#]
Matilda
As the ship pulled [F#] away from [G#] the quay
[F#] And amid all the cheers, [C#] black [G#] waving and [A#m] tears
We [C#] sailed off [G#] for [C#] Gallipoli
Well I [F#]
[C#] remember that terrible [A#m] day
[C#] When our blood stained [G#] the sand and the [C#] [F#] water
[C#]
How in that [F#]
hell [C#] that they called [G#] Suvla [A#m]
Bay
[C#] We were butchered [G#] like lambs at the [C#] slaughter
Johnny [G#] Tuck, he was ready, oh [F#] he primed himself [C#] well
[G#] He rained us with bullets and [F#] he showered us with [C#]
shell
And in five minutes [F#] flat [C#] we were all [F] blown [A#m] to hell
Yet [C#] he blew us [G#] back home to [C#]
Australia
And the band [F#] played a waltzing [C#]
Matilda
When we stopped [F#] to bury [G#] our slaves
[F#] We buried ours, [C#] and the Turks [G#] buried [A#m] theirs
Then [C#] we started [G#] all over [C#] again
Those
[G#] [C#]
that were [F#] living, [C#] well we tried [D#] to survive
[C#] In that mad world [G#] of blood, death and [C#]
fire
And for ten weary [F#] weeks I just [C#] kept [G#] myself [A#m] alive
[C#] As around me the [G#] corpses [C#] piled higher
[G#] Then a big Turkish shell knocked [F#] me arse [C#] overhead
[G#] And when I awoke in my [F#]
[G#] hospital [C#] bed
I saw what it had [F#] done, [C#] I wished [C] I [A#m] were dead
Never [A#] knew there were worse [C#] things than dying
For no more I'll [F#] go waltzing [C#]
Matilda
All around the [F#] green bush far [G#] and free
Or [F#] to hunt tents and [G#] pegs, [C#] a man [G#] needs [A#m] both legs
No [C#] more waltzing [G#]
Matilda for [C#] me
They gathered [F#] the crippled, [C#] the wounded, [F#] the [A#m] maimed
[C#] And they shipped us [G#] back home to [C#] Australia
The [F#] armless, the legless, [C#] the blind, the [A#m]
insane
[C#] Those proud wounded [G#]
heroes [C#] of Zubla
[G#] And as the ship pulled into [F#] [G#] circular [C#]
quay
[G#] And I looked at the place where [F#] my legs used to [C#]
be
I thanked Christ [F#] there was nobody [C#] waiting [D#] for [A#m]
me
To [C#]
grieve and [G#] to mourn and [C#] to pity
[F#] [C#] But the band [F#] played waltzing [C#]
[F#] Matilda
[C#] As they carried [F#] us down the [G#]
gangway
And [F#]
nobody cheered, [C#] they just stood [Cm] there and [A#m] scared
[C#] And they turned [G#] all their faces [C#] away
So
[G#] [C#]
now [F#] every April [C#] I sit on my porch
[G#] And I watch the parade pass [C#] before me
I see [C] my [F#] old comrades, how [F] proudly they [A#m] march
[C#]
Reviving [G#] old dreams of [C#] past [F#] glories
[C#] I [G#]
see the old men, all tired, stiff [C#] and sore
[G#] Those weary old heroes [E] of a forgotten [Fm] war
[C#] And young people [F#] ask, [C#] what are [F] they [A#m] marching for?
[C#] And I ask [G#]
myself the [C#] same [D#m] question
[C#]
And the band [F#] plays waltzing [C#] Matilda
And the old men [F#] still answer [G#] the call
But [F#] year after year, [G#] [C#] more of them [G#] [A#m]
disappear
Someday [C#]
no one [G#] will march there [C#] at all
[Fm] Waltzing Matilda, [C#]
[F#] [G#] waltzing Matilda
[C#] Who'll come a-waltzing [F#] Matilda [G#] with me?
[C#] And their ghosts may [Cm] be heard as [A#m] they march by [F#] that blue hall
[G#]
Who'll come a-waltzing
[G#m] Matilda with
[F#m] me?
[A] [F#m]
[C#]
[G] [C#]
And I lived the free life of the rover
From the Murray's green basin to the dusty outback
I waltzed my Matilda all over
Then in 1915 my country said, son
It's time to stop rambling, there's work to be done
So they gave me a tin hat and they gave me a gun
And they sent me away to the war
[D#]
[C#] [Cm]
[A#m] [Fm]
[F#]
[G#] [C#]
[Fm]
[G#]
[C#] And the band played [F#] a waltzing [C#]
Matilda
As the ship pulled [F#] away from [G#] the quay
[F#] And amid all the cheers, [C#] black [G#] waving and [A#m] tears
We [C#] sailed off [G#] for [C#] Gallipoli
Well I [F#]
[C#] remember that terrible [A#m] day
[C#] When our blood stained [G#] the sand and the [C#] [F#] water
[C#]
How in that [F#]
hell [C#] that they called [G#] Suvla [A#m]
Bay
[C#] We were butchered [G#] like lambs at the [C#] slaughter
Johnny [G#] Tuck, he was ready, oh [F#] he primed himself [C#] well
[G#] He rained us with bullets and [F#] he showered us with [C#]
shell
And in five minutes [F#] flat [C#] we were all [F] blown [A#m] to hell
Yet [C#] he blew us [G#] back home to [C#]
Australia
And the band [F#] played a waltzing [C#]
Matilda
When we stopped [F#] to bury [G#] our slaves
[F#] We buried ours, [C#] and the Turks [G#] buried [A#m] theirs
Then [C#] we started [G#] all over [C#] again
Those
[G#] [C#]
that were [F#] living, [C#] well we tried [D#] to survive
[C#] In that mad world [G#] of blood, death and [C#]
fire
And for ten weary [F#] weeks I just [C#] kept [G#] myself [A#m] alive
[C#] As around me the [G#] corpses [C#] piled higher
[G#] Then a big Turkish shell knocked [F#] me arse [C#] overhead
[G#] And when I awoke in my [F#]
[G#] hospital [C#] bed
I saw what it had [F#] done, [C#] I wished [C] I [A#m] were dead
Never [A#] knew there were worse [C#] things than dying
For no more I'll [F#] go waltzing [C#]
Matilda
All around the [F#] green bush far [G#] and free
Or [F#] to hunt tents and [G#] pegs, [C#] a man [G#] needs [A#m] both legs
No [C#] more waltzing [G#]
Matilda for [C#] me
They gathered [F#] the crippled, [C#] the wounded, [F#] the [A#m] maimed
[C#] And they shipped us [G#] back home to [C#] Australia
The [F#] armless, the legless, [C#] the blind, the [A#m]
insane
[C#] Those proud wounded [G#]
heroes [C#] of Zubla
[G#] And as the ship pulled into [F#] [G#] circular [C#]
quay
[G#] And I looked at the place where [F#] my legs used to [C#]
be
I thanked Christ [F#] there was nobody [C#] waiting [D#] for [A#m]
me
To [C#]
grieve and [G#] to mourn and [C#] to pity
[F#] [C#] But the band [F#] played waltzing [C#]
[F#] Matilda
[C#] As they carried [F#] us down the [G#]
gangway
And [F#]
nobody cheered, [C#] they just stood [Cm] there and [A#m] scared
[C#] And they turned [G#] all their faces [C#] away
So
[G#] [C#]
now [F#] every April [C#] I sit on my porch
[G#] And I watch the parade pass [C#] before me
I see [C] my [F#] old comrades, how [F] proudly they [A#m] march
[C#]
Reviving [G#] old dreams of [C#] past [F#] glories
[C#] I [G#]
see the old men, all tired, stiff [C#] and sore
[G#] Those weary old heroes [E] of a forgotten [Fm] war
[C#] And young people [F#] ask, [C#] what are [F] they [A#m] marching for?
[C#] And I ask [G#]
myself the [C#] same [D#m] question
[C#]
And the band [F#] plays waltzing [C#] Matilda
And the old men [F#] still answer [G#] the call
But [F#] year after year, [G#] [C#] more of them [G#] [A#m]
disappear
Someday [C#]
no one [G#] will march there [C#] at all
[Fm] Waltzing Matilda, [C#]
[F#] [G#] waltzing Matilda
[C#] Who'll come a-waltzing [F#] Matilda [G#] with me?
[C#] And their ghosts may [Cm] be heard as [A#m] they march by [F#] that blue hall
[G#]
Who'll come a-waltzing
[G#m] Matilda with
[F#m] me?
[A] [F#m]
[C#]
[G] [C#]
Key:
C#
G#
F#
A#m
Fm
C#
G#
F#
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ When I was a young man I carried my pack
And I lived the free life of the rover _
From the Murray's green basin to the dusty _ outback
I waltzed my Matilda all over _
Then in _ 1915 my country said, son
_ It's time to stop rambling, there's work to be done
_ So they gave me a tin hat and they gave me a gun
And _ _ they sent me away to the war
_ _ _ [D#] _
[C#] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _
_ _ [A#m] _ _ [Fm] _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G#] _ _ [C#] _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _
[G#] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C#] And the band played [F#] a waltzing [C#]
Matilda
_ As the ship pulled [F#] away from [G#] the _ quay
_ [F#] And amid all the cheers, [C#] black [G#] waving and [A#m] _ _ tears
We [C#] sailed off [G#] for _ [C#] Gallipoli _ _
Well _ _ I [F#]
[C#] remember that terrible [A#m] day
_ [C#] When our blood stained [G#] the sand and the [C#] [F#] water
_ [C#]
How _ in that [F#]
hell [C#] that they called [G#] Suvla [A#m]
Bay
[C#] We were butchered [G#] like lambs at the [C#] slaughter _
Johnny _ [G#] Tuck, he was ready, oh [F#] he primed himself [C#] well
_ [G#] He rained us with bullets and [F#] he showered us with [C#]
shell
And in five minutes [F#] flat _ [C#] we were all [F] blown [A#m] to hell
_ Yet [C#] he blew us [G#] back home to [C#]
Australia
_ And the band [F#] played a waltzing [C#]
Matilda
_ _ When we stopped [F#] to bury [G#] our slaves
_ _ _ [F#] We buried ours, [C#] and the Turks [G#] buried [A#m] _ _ theirs
Then [C#] we started [G#] all over [C#] _ again _
_ _ _ Those _
_ _ [G#] _ _ _ [C#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
that were [F#] living, [C#] well we tried [D#] to survive
[C#] _ In that mad world [G#] of blood, death and [C#]
fire
_ And for ten weary [F#] weeks I just [C#] kept [G#] myself [A#m] alive
[C#] As around me the [G#] corpses [C#] piled higher
_ _ [G#] Then a big Turkish shell knocked [F#] me arse [C#] overhead
_ [G#] And when I awoke in my [F#] _
[G#] hospital [C#] bed
I saw what it had [F#] done, _ [C#] I wished [C] I [A#m] were dead _
_ _ _ _ Never [A#] knew there were worse [C#] things than dying
_ _ For no more I'll [F#] go waltzing [C#]
Matilda
_ _ _ All around the [F#] green bush far [G#] and free
_ Or [F#] to hunt tents and [G#] pegs, [C#] a man [G#] needs [A#m] both legs _
No [C#] more waltzing [G#]
Matilda for [C#] me _ _
_ They gathered [F#] the crippled, [C#] the wounded, [F#] the [A#m] maimed
[C#] And they shipped us [G#] back home to [C#] Australia _ _
_ The [F#] armless, the legless, [C#] the blind, the [A#m]
insane
[C#] Those proud wounded [G#]
heroes [C#] of Zubla _ _
[G#] And _ as the ship pulled into [F#] _ [G#] circular [C#]
quay
[G#] And I looked at the place where [F#] my legs used to [C#]
be
I thanked Christ [F#] there was nobody [C#] waiting [D#] for [A#m]
me
To _ _ [C#]
grieve and [G#] to mourn and [C#] to pity
[F#] _ [C#] But the band [F#] played waltzing [C#]
[F#] Matilda
_ [C#] As they carried [F#] us down the [G#]
gangway
_ And _ [F#] _
nobody _ cheered, [C#] they just stood [Cm] there and [A#m] scared _ _
[C#] And they turned [G#] all their faces _ [C#] away
So _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G#] _ _ _ [C#] _
_ _ _ _ _
now [F#] every April [C#] I sit on my porch
[G#] And I watch the parade pass [C#] before me
_ _ _ I see [C] my [F#] old comrades, how [F] proudly they [A#m] march
_ [C#]
Reviving [G#] old dreams of [C#] past [F#] glories
[C#] _ I [G#]
see the old men, all tired, stiff [C#] and sore
[G#] Those weary old heroes [E] of a forgotten [Fm] war
[C#] And young people [F#] ask, [C#] what are [F] they [A#m] marching for? _ _
_ [C#] And I ask [G#]
myself the [C#] same [D#m] question
[C#] _
_ And the band [F#] plays waltzing [C#] Matilda _
And the old men [F#] still answer [G#] the call
But _ _ [F#] year after year, [G#] [C#] more of them [G#] _ [A#m]
disappear
_ _ Someday [C#]
no one [G#] will march there [C#] at all _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Fm] Waltzing Matilda, [C#] _
[F#] _ _ [G#] waltzing Matilda
_ [C#] _ Who'll come a-waltzing [F#] Matilda [G#] with me?
_ _ [C#] And their ghosts may [Cm] be heard as [A#m] they march by [F#] that blue hall
_ _ _ [G#] _
Who'll come a-waltzing _
[G#m] Matilda _ _ with
_ _ _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ me? _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ [C#] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ When I was a young man I carried my pack
And I lived the free life of the rover _
From the Murray's green basin to the dusty _ outback
I waltzed my Matilda all over _
Then in _ 1915 my country said, son
_ It's time to stop rambling, there's work to be done
_ So they gave me a tin hat and they gave me a gun
And _ _ they sent me away to the war
_ _ _ [D#] _
[C#] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _
_ _ [A#m] _ _ [Fm] _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G#] _ _ [C#] _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _
[G#] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C#] And the band played [F#] a waltzing [C#]
Matilda
_ As the ship pulled [F#] away from [G#] the _ quay
_ [F#] And amid all the cheers, [C#] black [G#] waving and [A#m] _ _ tears
We [C#] sailed off [G#] for _ [C#] Gallipoli _ _
Well _ _ I [F#]
[C#] remember that terrible [A#m] day
_ [C#] When our blood stained [G#] the sand and the [C#] [F#] water
_ [C#]
How _ in that [F#]
hell [C#] that they called [G#] Suvla [A#m]
Bay
[C#] We were butchered [G#] like lambs at the [C#] slaughter _
Johnny _ [G#] Tuck, he was ready, oh [F#] he primed himself [C#] well
_ [G#] He rained us with bullets and [F#] he showered us with [C#]
shell
And in five minutes [F#] flat _ [C#] we were all [F] blown [A#m] to hell
_ Yet [C#] he blew us [G#] back home to [C#]
Australia
_ And the band [F#] played a waltzing [C#]
Matilda
_ _ When we stopped [F#] to bury [G#] our slaves
_ _ _ [F#] We buried ours, [C#] and the Turks [G#] buried [A#m] _ _ theirs
Then [C#] we started [G#] all over [C#] _ again _
_ _ _ Those _
_ _ [G#] _ _ _ [C#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
that were [F#] living, [C#] well we tried [D#] to survive
[C#] _ In that mad world [G#] of blood, death and [C#]
fire
_ And for ten weary [F#] weeks I just [C#] kept [G#] myself [A#m] alive
[C#] As around me the [G#] corpses [C#] piled higher
_ _ [G#] Then a big Turkish shell knocked [F#] me arse [C#] overhead
_ [G#] And when I awoke in my [F#] _
[G#] hospital [C#] bed
I saw what it had [F#] done, _ [C#] I wished [C] I [A#m] were dead _
_ _ _ _ Never [A#] knew there were worse [C#] things than dying
_ _ For no more I'll [F#] go waltzing [C#]
Matilda
_ _ _ All around the [F#] green bush far [G#] and free
_ Or [F#] to hunt tents and [G#] pegs, [C#] a man [G#] needs [A#m] both legs _
No [C#] more waltzing [G#]
Matilda for [C#] me _ _
_ They gathered [F#] the crippled, [C#] the wounded, [F#] the [A#m] maimed
[C#] And they shipped us [G#] back home to [C#] Australia _ _
_ The [F#] armless, the legless, [C#] the blind, the [A#m]
insane
[C#] Those proud wounded [G#]
heroes [C#] of Zubla _ _
[G#] And _ as the ship pulled into [F#] _ [G#] circular [C#]
quay
[G#] And I looked at the place where [F#] my legs used to [C#]
be
I thanked Christ [F#] there was nobody [C#] waiting [D#] for [A#m]
me
To _ _ [C#]
grieve and [G#] to mourn and [C#] to pity
[F#] _ [C#] But the band [F#] played waltzing [C#]
[F#] Matilda
_ [C#] As they carried [F#] us down the [G#]
gangway
_ And _ [F#] _
nobody _ cheered, [C#] they just stood [Cm] there and [A#m] scared _ _
[C#] And they turned [G#] all their faces _ [C#] away
So _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G#] _ _ _ [C#] _
_ _ _ _ _
now [F#] every April [C#] I sit on my porch
[G#] And I watch the parade pass [C#] before me
_ _ _ I see [C] my [F#] old comrades, how [F] proudly they [A#m] march
_ [C#]
Reviving [G#] old dreams of [C#] past [F#] glories
[C#] _ I [G#]
see the old men, all tired, stiff [C#] and sore
[G#] Those weary old heroes [E] of a forgotten [Fm] war
[C#] And young people [F#] ask, [C#] what are [F] they [A#m] marching for? _ _
_ [C#] And I ask [G#]
myself the [C#] same [D#m] question
[C#] _
_ And the band [F#] plays waltzing [C#] Matilda _
And the old men [F#] still answer [G#] the call
But _ _ [F#] year after year, [G#] [C#] more of them [G#] _ [A#m]
disappear
_ _ Someday [C#]
no one [G#] will march there [C#] at all _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Fm] Waltzing Matilda, [C#] _
[F#] _ _ [G#] waltzing Matilda
_ [C#] _ Who'll come a-waltzing [F#] Matilda [G#] with me?
_ _ [C#] And their ghosts may [Cm] be heard as [A#m] they march by [F#] that blue hall
_ _ _ [G#] _
Who'll come a-waltzing _
[G#m] Matilda _ _ with
_ _ _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ me? _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ [C#] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
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