G (320003@1)     C (x32010@1)         G (320003@1)        Em (022000@1) 
When I was a young man I carried me pack
      G (320003@1)            D (xx0232@1)       GAnd (320003@1)I lived the free life of a rover
                        C (x32010@1)          G (320003@1)      Em (022000@1)
From the Murray's green basin to the dusty Outback
  G (320003@1)           D (xx0232@1)      GI (320003@1)waltzed my Matilda all over

D (xx0232@1)     C (x32010@1)           GThen (320003@1)in 1915 me country said, Son
     D (xx0232@1)                               C (x32010@1)        GIt's (320003@1)time you stopped rambling there's work to be done
                  C (x32010@1)               G (320003@1)       EmSo (022000@1)they gave me a tin hat, and they gave me a gun
         G (320003@1)          D (xx0232@1)       GAnd (320003@1)they marched me away to the war

G (320003@1)                 C (x32010@1)         G (320003@1)    And the band played Waltzing Matilda
                            C (x32010@1)         D (xx0232@1) Dsus4 (xx0233@1)D (xx0232@1)    When the ship pulled away from the quay
           C (x32010@1)          Am (x02210@1)        G (320003@1)        Em (022000@1)    And amidst all the tears, flag-waving and cheers
        G (320003@1)            D (xx0232@1)    G (320003@1)Gsus4 (3x0013@1)G (320003@1)    We sailed off for Gallipoli

G (320003@1)      C (x32010@1)         G (320003@1)      EmAnd (022000@1)how well I remember that terrible day
         G (320003@1)               D (xx0232@1)          GWhen (320003@1)our blood stained the sand and the water
                C (x32010@1)            G (320003@1)        EmAnd (022000@1)how in that hell that they call Suvla Bay
        G (320003@1)            D (xx0232@1)          GWe (320003@1)were butchered like lambs at the slaughter

D (xx0232@1)                     C (x32010@1)            GJohnny (320003@1)Turk he was ready, he'd primed himself well
   D (xx0232@1)                            C (x32010@1)              GHe (320003@1)rained us with bullets, and he showered us with shells
                    C (x32010@1)       G (320003@1)             EmAnd (022000@1)in five minutes flat he'd blown us all to hell
       G (320003@1)          D (xx0232@1)          GNearly (320003@1)blew us back home to Australia

G (320003@1)                 C (x32010@1)         G (320003@1)    And the band played Waltzing Matilda
                        C (x32010@1)      D (xx0232@1) Dsus4 (xx0233@1)D (xx0232@1)    When we stopped to bury our slain
     C (x32010@1)       Am (x02210@1)          G (320003@1)          Em (022000@1)    We buried ours, and the Turks buried theirs
             G (320003@1)         D (xx0232@1)    G (320003@1)Gsus4 (3x0013@1)G (320003@1)    Then we started all over again

G (320003@1)            C (x32010@1)            G (320003@1)         Em (022000@1) 
And those that were left, well, we tried to survive
        G (320003@1)          D (xx0232@1)              GIn (320003@1)that mad world of blood, death and fire
                  C (x32010@1)          G (320003@1)      Em (022000@1)
And for ten weary weeks I kept myself alive
        G (320003@1)         D (xx0232@1)           GWhile (320003@1)around me the corpses piled higher

D (xx0232@1)                          C (x32010@1)       GThen (320003@1)a big Turkish shell knocked me arse over head
    D (xx0232@1)                C (x32010@1)      GAnd (320003@1)when I awoke in me hospital bed
                    C (x32010@1)           G (320003@1)          EmAnd (022000@1)saw what it had done, well, I wished I was dead
      G (320003@1)            D (xx0232@1)               GNever (320003@1)knew there was worse things than dying

G (320003@1)                C (x32010@1)         G (320003@1)    So no more I'll go Waltzing Matilda
                          C (x32010@1)          D (xx0232@1) Dsus4 (xx0233@1)D (xx0232@1)    All around the green bush far and near
        C (x32010@1)           Am (x02210@1)   G (320003@1)            Em (022000@1)    To hump tent and pegs a man needs both legs
             G (320003@1)         D (xx0232@1)      G (320003@1)Gsus4 (3x0013@1)G (320003@1)    No more Waltzing Matilda for me

G (320003@1)          C (x32010@1)          G (320003@1)           Em (022000@1) 
So they gathered the wounded, the crippled, the maimed
         G (320003@1)             D (xx0232@1)          GAnd (320003@1)they shipped us back home to Australia
                 C (x32010@1)          G (320003@1)          Em (022000@1)
The armless, the legless, the blind, the insane
      G (320003@1)           D (xx0232@1)       GThose (320003@1)proud wounded heroes of Suvla

D (xx0232@1)                       C (x32010@1)      GAnd (320003@1)when the ship pulled into Circular Quay
  D (xx0232@1)                          C (x32010@1)          GI (320003@1)looked at the place where me legs used to be
                             C (x32010@1)          G (320003@1)         EmAnd (022000@1)thanked Christ there was no one there waiting for me
   G (320003@1)           D (xx0232@1)          GTo (320003@1)grieve and to mourn and to pity

G (320003@1)                 C (x32010@1)         G (320003@1)    And the band played Waltzing Matilda
                          C (x32010@1)          D (xx0232@1) Dsus4 (xx0233@1)D (xx0232@1)    When they carried us down the gangway
         C (x32010@1)    Am (x02210@1)               G (320003@1)             Em (022000@1)    But nobody cheered, they just stood there and stared
               G (320003@1)              D (xx0232@1)    G (320003@1)Gsus4 (3x0013@1)G (320003@1)    Then they turned all their faces away

G (320003@1)       C (x32010@1)     G (320003@1)       Em (022000@1) 
So now every April I sit on my porch
      G (320003@1)          D (xx0232@1)        GAnd (320003@1)I watch the parade pass before me
             C (x32010@1)          G (320003@1)          Em (022000@1)
I see my old comrades how proudly they march
  G (320003@1)        D (xx0232@1)            GRenewing (320003@1)old dreams of past glory

D (xx0232@1)                       C (x32010@1)             GAnd (320003@1)the old men march slowly, all bones stiff and sore
        D (xx0232@1)                     C (x32010@1)       GThey're (320003@1)tired old heroes from a forgotten war
                     C (x32010@1)             G (320003@1)           EmAnd (022000@1)the young people ask, "What are they marching for?"
    G (320003@1)     D (xx0232@1)           GAnd (320003@1)I ask myself the same question

G (320003@1)                C (x32010@1)         G (320003@1)    And the band plays Waltzing Matilda
                           C (x32010@1)        D (xx0232@1) Dsus4 (xx0233@1)D (xx0232@1)    And the old men still answer the call
         C (x32010@1)        Am (x02210@1)       G (320003@1)         Em (022000@1)    But year after year their numbers are fewer
             G (320003@1)         D (xx0232@1)            G (320003@1)Gsus4 (3x0013@1)G (320003@1)    Someday no one will march there at all

G (320003@1)               CWaltzing (x32010@1)Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
G (320003@1)                                 DWho'll (xx0232@1)come a-Waltzing Matilda with me?
          G (320003@1)           D (xx0232@1)      Em (022000@1)              CAnd (x32010@1)their ghosts may be heard as they march by the Billabong
C (x32010@1)           G (320003@1)        D7 (xx0212@1)       GWho'll (320003@1)come a-Waltzing Matilda with me?
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