Chords for The Dubliners feat. Ronnie Drew - The Band Played Waltzing Matilda [Audio Stream]

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When I [C] was a young man, [G] I carried [Em] me pack, [G] and I lived the free [D] life [G] of the rover. _ _
_ _ From the Murray's [C] green basin [G] to the dusty [Em] outback, _ [G] I watched my [D] Matilda [G] all over.
_ _ _ [D] Then in _ 1915, _ [C] me country [G] said, son, _ [D] it's time to stop _ [C] ramblin', there's work to be [G] done.
So they gave me [C] a tin hat, [G] and they gave [Em] me a gun, _ _ _ _ [G] and they sent me [D] away to [G] the war.
And _ the band [C] played Waltzing [G] Matilda _ _ when the ship pulled away from [D] the quay.
_ _ _ [C] And amid all the tears, _ [G] flag-wavin' [Em] and tears, _ _ _ [G] we sailed off [D] for _ [G] Gallipoli. _ _ _ _
_ But well, [C] I remember _ [G] that [E] terrible [Em] day, [G] when our blood stained [D] the sand [G] and the water. _
_ _ And how, [C] in that hell [G] they called [Em] Suvla Bay, _ [G] we were butchered [D] like lambs [G] at the slaughter.
_ _ _ _ [D] Johnny Turk, he was ready, _ [C] he'd primed himself [G]
well.
[D] He rained us with bullets, [C] and he showered us [G] with shell.
And in five [C] minutes flat, _ [G] we were all blown [Em] to hell.
_ _ _ [G] He nearly blew us [Dm] back home to [G] Australia. _
And the band [C] played Waltzing _ [G] Matilda _ when _ we stopped to bury [D] our slain.
_ _ _ _ [C] Well, we buried _ ours, [G] and the Turks [Em] buried theirs.
_ _ _ Then [G] it started [Bm] all over [G] again. _ _ _
_ Oh, those that [C] were living [G] just tried to [Em] survive [G] in that mad world of [Dm] blood, [G] death, and fire. _
_ _ And for ten weary [C] weeks, _ [G] I kept myself [Em] alive [G] while around me [D] the corpses [G] piled higher.
_ _ [D] Then a big Turkish shell [C] knocked me arse _ [G] overhead.
[D] And when I awoke [C] in me hospital [G] bed and saw what it [C] had done, [G] I wished I [Em] was dead. _
_ _ [G] I never knew there [D] was a worse thing [G] than dying. _ _ _ _
On a moor I'll [C] go Waltzing [G]
Matilda, _ _ _ all around the green bush far [D] and near. _ _
_ [C] With a hump tent and _ [G] pegs, a man needs both [Em] legs. _ _
_ [G] No more Waltzing _ [D] Matilda for [G] me.
_ _ _ They collected [C] the wounded, [G] the crippled, the [Em] _ maimed, [G] and they shipped us back home to Australia. _ _ _ _
The armless, [C] the legless, [G] the blind and the [E] insane, [G] those proud wounded heroes of Subla. _ _
_ [D] And when the ship pulled [C] into circular _ [G] quay, [D] I looked at the place [C] where me legs used [G] to be.
And thank Christ there [C] was no one [G] there waiting [D] [Em] for me to _ _ [G] grieve [D] and to mourn and to [G] pity. _ _ _ _
And the band [C] played Waltzing [G] Matilda _ _ when they carried us down the [D] gangway. _ _ _
[C] Oh, nobody _ cheered, they [G] just stood there and [Em] stared. _ _ _
[G] Then they turned all their faces _ away.
_ _ _ _ Oh, now [C] every April I [G] sit on my [Em] porch and [G] I watch the [D] parade pass [G] before me.
_ I _ see my [C] old comrades, [G] how proudly [Em] they march, _ [G] renewing [D] their dreams of [G] past glories. _ _ _
[D] I see the old men, all [C] charred, stiff and [G] worn, _ [D] those weary old heroes [C] of a forgotten _ [G] war.
And the young people [C] ask, what [G] are they marching [Em] for?
_ And _
[G] I ask _ [D] myself the [G] same question.
_ _ _ And the band [C] plays Waltzing [G] Matilda _ and the old men still answer the [D] call.
_ _ _ [C] But year after year [G] the numbers [Em] get fewer.
_ _ _ _ [G] Someday no one will march there at all. _
_ _ _ _ Waltzing _ Matilda, [C] _ Waltzing Matilda, _ [G]
who'll come a Waltzing Matilda [D] with me?
[G] And the ghosts [D] may be heard [Em] as they march [C] by the Billamong, _ [G] so who'll come a Waltzing _ [D] _ Matilda [G] with me? _ _ _ _ _
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