Joan Baez

Joan Baez - And The Band Played Waltzing Matilda lyrics

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And The Band Played Waltzing Matilda



Now when I was a young lad I carried me pack

And I lived the free life of the rover.

From the Murray's green banks, to the dusty outback

While I waltzed my Matilda all over.

Then in 1915, my country said, 'Son,

It's time you stop ramblin', there's work to be done.'

So they gave me a tin hat, and they gave me a gun,

And they marched me away to the war.



And the band played 'Waltzing Matilda,'

As the ship pulled away from the quay,

And amidst all the cheers, the flag waving, and tears,

We sailed off for Gallipoli.



And how well I remember that terrible day,

How our blood stained the sand and the water;

And of how in that hell that they call Suvla Bay

We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter.



The big Turkish shell knocked me arse over head,

And when I woke up in my hospital bed

And saw what it had done, well, I wished I was dead

Never knew there was worse things than dying.



For I'll go no more 'Waltzing Matilda,'

All along the green land running free

For to hump tents and pegs, a man needs both legs,

No more 'Waltzing Matilda' for me.



So they gathered the injured, the wounded, the maimed,

And they shipped us back home to Australia.

The armless, the legless, the blind, the insane,

Those proud wounded heroes of Suvla.

And as our ship sailed into Circular Quay,

I looked at the place where me legs used to be,

And thanked Christ there was nobody waiting for me,

To mourn, and to grieve, and to pity.

And the band played "Waltzing Matilda"

As they wheeled us down the gangway.

And nobody cheered, they just stood and stared.

And they all turned their faces away.

And the band still plays 'Waltzing Matilda,'

And the young men still answer the call,

But as year follows year, more young men disappear

Someday, no one will march there at all. 



Waltzing Mathilda, Waltzing Mathilda

Who'll come a-waltzing Mathilda with me

And their ghosts may be heard as you pass the Billabong

Who'll come a-waltzing Mathilda with me ?
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