***Waltzing Matilda - Eric Bogle
from the album "Rum Sodomy & The Lash"

The song has the same basic chord structure through the whole song.
There are 3 chords - E, A, and D. It goes like this.

Waltzing Matilda - as perfomed by The Pogues

Intro: A A A
             D (xx0232@1)          AWhen (x02220@1)I was a young man, I carried my pack.
                     E (022100@1)        AAnd (x02220@1)I lived the free life, of a rover.
         E (022100@1)            D>From (xx0232@1)the Murray's green basin,
       ATo (x02220@1)the dusty outback,
             E (022100@1)         AI (x02220@1)waltzed my matilda all over.
          E (022100@1)    D (xx0232@1)          AThen (x02220@1)in 1915, my country said "son"
       E (022100@1)         D"It's (xx0232@1)time to stop rambling,"
             A"Cos (x02220@1)there's work to be done."
                   DSo (xx0232@1)they gave me a tin hat,
                   AAnd (x02220@1)they gave me a gun,
                 E (022100@1)          AAnd (x02220@1)they sent me away to the war.


                     D (xx0232@1)      AAnd (x02220@1)the band played Waltzing Matilda,
              D (xx0232@1)          EAs (022100@1)we sailed away from the quay.
      DAnd (xx0232@1)amidst all the cheers,
         AAnd (x02220@1)the shouts and the tears,
                  E (022100@1)     AWe (x02220@1)sailed off for Galipoli


           D (xx0232@1)           AHow (x02220@1)well I remember that terrible day,
                           E (022100@1)          Awhen (x02220@1)the blood stained the sand and the water.
     E (022100@1)        DAnd (xx0232@1)how in that hell
          Athat (x02220@1)they called Souvla Bay
                       E (022100@1)          AWe (x02220@1)were butchered like lambs at the slaughter.
       E (022100@1)        D (xx0232@1)         AJohnny (x02220@1)Turkey was ready, He'd primed himself well.
   E (022100@1)              DHe (xx0232@1)showered us with bullets,
       AAnd (x02220@1)he rained us with shells.
                    DAnd (xx0232@1)in five minutes flat,
           Ahe'd (x02220@1)blown us all to hell.
       E (022100@1)                   ANearly (x02220@1)blew us right back to Australia.

                    D (xx0232@1)      AAnd (x02220@1)the band played Waltzing Matilda,
                 D (xx0232@1)      EAs (022100@1)we stopped to bury our slain.
    DAnd (xx0232@1)we buried ours
        Aand (x02220@1)the Turks buried theirs,
                   E (022100@1)  AAnd (x02220@1)it started all over again.

                   D (xx0232@1)               ANow (x02220@1)those who were living, Did their best to survive,
        E (022100@1)                           AIn (x02220@1)that mad world of guts, blood, and fire.
        E (022100@1)        DAnd (xx0232@1)for seven long weeks,
  AI (x02220@1)kept myself alive,
       E (022100@1)                     AAs (x02220@1)the corpses around me piled higher.
       E (022100@1)         D (xx0232@1)               AThen (x02220@1)a big Turkish shell, Knocked me arse over tit.
    E (022100@1)    DAnd (xx0232@1)when I awoke
        Ain (x02220@1)my hospital bed,
                    DAnd (xx0232@1)saw what it had done,
         AChrist (x02220@1)I wished I was dead.
      E (022100@1)                               ANever (x02220@1)knew there were worse things than dying.

                    D (xx0232@1)      AAnd (x02220@1)no more I'll go Waltzing Matilda,
                    D (xx0232@1)        ETo (022100@1)the green bushes so far and near.
       DFor (xx0232@1)to hang tent and pegs
  AA (x02220@1)man needs two legs.
                 E (022100@1)         ANo (x02220@1)more Waltzing Matilda for me.

                      D (xx0232@1)           ASo (x02220@1)they collected the crippled, The wounded and maimed,
                      E (022100@1)     AAnd (x02220@1)they sent us back home to Australia.
    E (022100@1)          DThe (xx0232@1)legless, the armless,
    Athe (x02220@1)blind and insane.
      E (022100@1)                     AThose (x02220@1)proud wounded heroes of Souvla
    E (022100@1)         D (xx0232@1)         AAnd (x02220@1)as our ship pulled into Circular Quay
  E (022100@1)           DI (xx0232@1)looked at the place
         Awhere (x02220@1)my legs used to be.
                            DAnd (xx0232@1)thank Christ, there was nobody
Awaiting (x02220@1)for me,
   E (022100@1)                        ATo (x02220@1)grieve and to mourn and to pity.

                    D (xx0232@1)      AAnd (x02220@1)the band played Waltzing Matilda,
                   D (xx0232@1)          EAs (022100@1)they carried us down the gangway.
    DBut (xx0232@1)nobody cheered,
     AThey (x02220@1)just stood and stared,
         E (022100@1)                AAnd (x02220@1)they turned their faces away.

              D (xx0232@1)      AAnd (x02220@1)now every April, I sit on my porch,
      E (022100@1)                    AAnd (x02220@1)I watch the parades pass before me.
  E (022100@1)        DI (xx0232@1)see my old comrades,
    AHow (x02220@1)proudly they march.
  E (022100@1)                       AReliving (x02220@1)the dreams of past glory.
  E (022100@1)         D (xx0232@1)      AI (x02220@1)see the old men, all twisted and torn.
    E (022100@1)       DThe (xx0232@1)forgotten heroes
     Aof (x02220@1)a forgotten war.
                     DAnd (xx0232@1)the young people ask me,
         AWhat (x02220@1)are they marching for?
    E (022100@1)                    AAnd (x02220@1)I ask my self the same question.

                   D (xx0232@1)      AAnd (x02220@1)the band plays Waltzing Matilda,
                      D (xx0232@1)        EAnd (022100@1)the old men still answer the call.
    DBut (xx0232@1)year after year,
      ATheir (x02220@1)numbers get fewer,
                    E (022100@1)         ASomeday (x02220@1)no-one will march there at all.

A (x02220@1)               DWaltzing (xx0232@1)Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
A (x02220@1)                                EWho'll (022100@1)come a waltzing matilda with me?

Outro:  A A E A