And The Band Played Waltzing Matilda Chords

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GWhen I wCas a young mGan I carrieEmd me pack

 And I Glived the free Dlife of a Grover

 From the Murray's green Cbasin to the Gdusty OutEmback

 I Gwaltzed my MatDilda all Gover

 Then in D1915 me Ccountry said, GSon

 It's Dtime you stopped rambling there's Cwork to be Gdone

 So they gave me a Ctin hat, and they Ggave me a Emgun

 And they Gmarched me awDay to the Gwar

  GAnd the band played CWaltzing MatGilda

  When the ship pulled awCay from the DquayDsus4 D

  And amCidst all the Amtears, flag-Gwaving and Emcheers

  We Gsailed off for DGallipoGli Gsus4 G

 And how Gwell I reCmember that Gterrible Emday

 When our Gblood stained the Dsand and the Gwater

 And how in that Chell that they Gcall Suvla EmBay

 We were Gbutchered like Dlambs at the Gslaughter

 Johnny DTurk he was ready, he'd Cprimed himself Gwell

 He Drained us with bullets, and he Cshowered us with Gshells

 And in five minutes Cflat he'd Gblown us all to Emhell

 Nearly Gblew us back Dhome to AustrGalia

  GAnd the band played CWaltzing MatGilda

  When we stopped to Cbury our DslaiDsus4n D

  CWe buried Amours, and the GTurks buried Emtheirs

  Then we Gstarted all Dover agGainGsus4 G

 And tGhose that were Cleft, well, we Gtried to surEmvive

 In that Gmad world of Dblood, death and Gfire

 And for ten weary Cweeks I kept Gmyself alEmive

 While arGound me the Dcorpses piled Ghigher

 Then a Dbig Turkish shell knocked me Carse over Ghead

 And Dwhen I awoke in me Chospital Gbed

 And saw what it had Cdone, well, I Gwished I was Emdead

 Never Gknew there was Dworse things than Gdying

  GSo no more I'll go CWaltzing MatGilda

  All around the green Cbush far and DnearDsus4 D

  To Chump tent and Ampegs a Gman needs both Emlegs

  No more GWaltzing MatDilda for Gme Gsus4 G

 So they Ggathered the Cwounded, the Gcrippled, the Emmaimed

 And they Gshipped us back Dhome to AustrGalia

 The armless, the Clegless, the Gblind, the inEmsane

 Those Gproud wounded Dheroes of GSuvla

 And Dwhen the ship pulled into CCircular GQuay

 I Dlooked at the place where me Clegs used to Gbe

 And thanked Christ there was Cno one there Gwaiting for Emme

 To Ggrieve and to Dmourn and to Gpity

  GAnd the band played CWaltzing MatGilda

  When they carried us Cdown the gangDway Dsus4 D

  But Cnobody Amcheered, they just Gstood there and Emstared

  Then they Gturned all their Dfaces aGwayGsus4 G

 So Gnow every CApril I Gsit on my Emporch

 And I Gwatch the parDade pass beGfore me

 I see my old Ccomrades how Gproudly they Emmarch

 ReGnewing old Ddreams of past Gglory

 And the Dold men march slowly, all Cbones stiff and Gsore

 They're Dtired old heroes from a Cforgotten Gwar

 And the young people Cask, "What are tGhey marching fEmor?"

 And GI ask myDself the same Gquestion

  GAnd the band plays CWaltzing MatGilda

  And the old men still Canswer the DcallDsus4 D

  But Cyear after Amyear their Gnumbers are Emfewer

  Someday Gno one will Dmarch there at GallGsus4 G

GWaltzing Matilda, CWaltzing Matilda

GWho'll come a-Waltzing Matilda with Dme?

 And their Gghosts may be Dheard as Emthey march by the CBillabong

CWho'll come a-GWaltzing MaD7tilda with Gme?