Исполнитель: | The Dubliners (English) |
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The Band Played Waltzing Matilda
Folk lyrics and guitar chords by Eric Bogle.
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1. When I was a young man I carried me pack,
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And lived the free life of the rover,
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From the Murray's Green Basin to the dusty out-back,
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I waltzed my Ma-tilda all over,
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Then in nineteen-fifteen my country said "Son,
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It's time to stop ramblin', there's work to be done."
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So they gave me a tin hat and they gave me a gun,
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And they sent me a-way to the war.
Chorus G C G
And the band played Waltzing Ma-tilda,
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As the ship pulled a-way from the quay,
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And a-mid all the tears, flag waving and cheers,
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We sailed off for Gallipo-li.
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2. It's well I re-member that terrible day,
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When our blood stained the sand and the waters,
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And how in that hell they call Suvla Bay,
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We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter.
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Johnny Turk he was ready, oh he'd primed himself well,
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He rained us with bullets and he showered us with shell,
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And in five minutes flat we were all blown to hell,
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Nearly blew us back home to Australia.
Chorus G C G
And the band played Waltzing Matilda,
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When we stopped to bury our slain,
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And when we buried ours, the Turks buried theirs,
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Then it started all over again.
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3. Those who were living just tried to sur-vive,
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In that mad world of blood, death and fire.
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And for ten weary weeks I kept myself a-live,
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While around me the corpses piled higher.
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Then a big Turkish shell knocked me arse over head,
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And when I awoke in me hospital bed,
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And saw what it had done, Christ, I wished I was dead,
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Never knew there were worse things than dying.
Chorus G C G
For no more I'll go waltzing Matilda,
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All around the green bush far and near,
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For to hump tents and pegs, a man needs both legs,
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No more Waltzing Matilda for me.
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4. They col-lected the wounded, the crippled the maimed,
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And they shipped us back home to Australia,
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The armless, the legless, the blind and the in-sane,
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Those proud wounded heroes of Suvla.
D C G
And when the ship pulled into Circular Quay,
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And I looked at the place where me legs used to be,
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I thanked Christ there was nobody waiting for me,
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To grieve and to mourn and to pity
Chorus G C G
And the band played Waltzing Matilda,
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As they carried us down the gangway.
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But nobody cheered, they just stood there and stared,
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Then they turned all their faces away.
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5. So now every April I sit on my porch,
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And I watch the parade pass before me,
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I see my old comrades, how proudly they march,
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Renewing their dreams of past glories.
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I see the old men all tired, stiff and sore,
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Those weary old heroes of a forgotten war,
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And the young people ask "What are they marching for?"
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And I ask myself the same question.
Chorus G C G
And the band played Waltzing Matilda,
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And the old men still answer the call,
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But year after year, their numbers get fewer,
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Some day no one will march there at all.
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Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda,
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Who'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me?
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And their ghosts may be heard as they march by the billabong,
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So who'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me?