The Band Played Waltzing Matilda歌詞

The Band Played Waltzing Matilda - The Pogues
When I was a young man
I carried my pack
And I lived the free life of a rover
From the Murrays green
Basin to the dusty outback
I waltzed my Matilda all over
Then in nineteen fifteen
My country said Son
It's time to stop rambling
'Cause there's work to be done
So they gave me a tin hat
And they gave me a gun
They And sent me away to the war
And the band played Waltzing Matilda
As we sailed away from the quay
And amidst all the tears
And the shouts and the cheers
We sailed off to Gallipoli
How well I remember that terrible day
The the blood stained the sand
And the water
And how in that hell
That they called Suvla Bay
We were butchered like
Lambs at the slaughter
Johnny Turk he was ready
He primed himself well
He chased us with bullets
And he rained us with shells
And in five minutes flat
He'd blown us all to hell
Nearly blew us
Right back to Australia
But the band played Waltzing Matilda
As we stopped to bury our slain
And we buried ours
And the Turks buried theirs
Then we started all over again
Now those that were left
Well we tried to survive
In a mad world of blood
Death and fire
And for seven long weeks
I kept myself alive
While the corpses around
Me piled higher
Then a big Turkish shell
Knocked me arse over tit
And when I woke up
In my hospital bed
And saw what it had done
Christ I wished I was dead
Never knew there were worse
Things than dying
And no more I'll go waltzing Matilda
To the green bushes so far and near
For to hump tent and pegs
A man needs two legs
No more waltzing Matilda for me
So they collected the cripples
The wounded the maimed
And they shipped us
Back home to Australia
The legless the armless
The blind the insane
Those proud wounded heroes of Suvla
And as our ship pulled into Circular Quay
I looked at the place
Where me legs used to be
And thank Christ
There was nobody waiting for me
To grieve and to mourn and to pity
And the band played Waltzing Matilda
As they carried us down the gangway
But nobody cheered
They just stood and stared
Then turned all their faces away
And now every April I sit on my porch
And I watch the parade pass before me
And I see my old comrades
How proudly they march
Reliving their dreams of past glory
I see the old men all twisted and torn
The forgotten heroes of a forgotten war
And the young people ask me
What are they Marching for
And I ask myself the same question
And the band plays Waltzing Matilda
And the old men still answer to the call
But year after year
Their numbers get fewer
Some day no one will march there at all
Waltzing Matilda Waltzing Matilda
Who'll go a waltzing Matilda with me