Chords for The Pogues - The Band Played Waltzing Matilda

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[C#m] When I was a [D] young man I [Am] carried my pack
And I lived the free [E] life of a [Am] rover
From _ _ [E] the Murray's Green Basin to the [D] dusty [Am] outback _
[C#m] I waltzed my [E] Matilda all [Am] over
Then _ _ [E] in _ 1915 my [D] country said, [Am] son
It's [E] time to stop rambling, cos there's [D] work to be [Am] done
So they gave me [G] a tin hat and they [Am] gave me a gun
And they sent me [E] away to the [A] war _ _ _
And the band _ [D] played Waltzing [Am] Matilda _ _ _
As we sailed away from the [E] quay _ _
And [D] amidst all the tears and the [E] shouts and the [A] cheers
We sailed [F#] off for _ Gallipoli
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[A] Oh, well, I [D] remember that [A] terrible day
When the blood stained [E] the sand and the [A] water _ _ _
And how in that [E] hell that they [D] call Suvla [A] Bay
We were butchered like [E] lambs at the slaughter
Johnny _
_ [E] Turkey was ready, he [D] primed himself [A] well _
[E] He shared us with bullets and [D] he rained us with [A] shells
And in five minutes [D] flat he'd [A] blown us all to hell
And nearly blew us [E] right back to [A] Australia
And _ the band [D] played _ [A] Waltzing Matilda _ _ _
As we stopped to bury [E] our slain _ _ _
And [D] we buried ours [A] and the Turks buried theirs
And it started _ [E] all over
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Now those who were [D] living did [A] their best to survive
In that mad world [E] of death, blood and [A] fire
And _ for seven long weeks [D] I kept myself [A] alive
All the corpses around [E] me piled [A] higher _ _
_ [E] Then a big Turkish shell knocked me [D] arse over tit
[A] _ And when I awoke in my [D] _ hospital [A] bed
And saw what it had [D] done, Christ I [A] wished I was dead
Never knew there were [E] worse things than [A] dying _
_ And no more I'll [D] go Waltzing [A] Matilda
To _ the green bushes so far [E] and near _
_ _ [D] Where the hounds, hens and pigs and my knees to legs
No more Waltzing [E] Matilda for [A] me _
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they collected the [D] cripples, [A] the wounded and mine
And they shipped us back [E] home to Australia _ _ _ _
The legless, [E] the armless, [D] the blind and [A] insane _
Those proud wounded [E] heroes [A] of so far _ _ _
[E] And as our ship pulled into [D] circular [A] quay _
[E] I looked at the place where me [D] legs used to [A] be
And thank Christ there [D] was nobody [A] waiting for me
To grieve and [E] to mourn and [A] to pity
And _ the band _ [D] played Waltzing [A] Matilda
As _ they carried us down the [E] gangway _ _ _
[D] But nobody cheered, [A] they just stood and stared
And they turned [E] their faces _ [A] away
And _ _ now [D] every April [A] I sit on my porch
And I watch the [E] parade pass [A] before me _ _ _
I see my [E] old comrades, [D] how proudly [A] they march
_ Reliving [E] their dreams of [A] past glory _ _ _
[E] I see the old men, [D] all twisted [A] and torn
[E] The forgotten heroes [D] of a forgotten [A] war
And the young people [D] ask me [A] what are they marching for
And I ask [E] myself the [A] same question _ _ _
And the band [D] plays _ [A] Waltzing Matilda _ _ _
And the old men still answer [E] the call _ _ _
[D] But year after year [A] their numbers get fewer
Someday no one [E] will march there [A] at all _ _ _
_ _ _ Waltzing Matilda, _ [D] _ Waltzing [C#m] _
Matilda
[A] Oh, go on Waltzing Matilda [E] with me
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