Lirik Lagu The Band Played Waltzing Matilda - Tommy Makem & Liam Clancy
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When I was a young man, I carried my pack.And I lived the free life of a roverFrom the Murray's green basinTo the dusty outback,I waltzed my matilda all over.Then in nineteen fifteen, my country said sonIt's time to stop rambling,There's work to be done.So they gave me a tin hat,And they gave me a gun,And they sent me away to the war.
And the band played Waltzing Matilda,As we sailed away from the QuayAnd amidst all the cheers,Flagwaving and tearsWe sailed off for Gallipoli
When I remember that terrible dayWhen our blood stained the sand and the waterAnd how in that hell that they called Suvla BayWe were butchered like lambs at the slaughter.Johnny Turk he was readyOh he primed himself well.He rained us with bullets,And he showered us with shells.And in five minutes flat,We were all blown to hellNearly blew us right back to Australia.
And the band played Waltzing Matilda,As we stopped to bury our slain.And we buried ours and the Turks buried theirs,And it started all over again.
Those who were living,Just tried to surviveIn that mad world of blood, death and fireAnd for seven long weeks,I kept myself alive,While around us the corpses piled higherThen a big Turkish shell,Knocked me ass over headAnd when I awoke 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,All around the green bush far and nearFor to hump tent and pegsA man needs both legsNo more Waltzing Matilda for me.
So they collected the woundedThe crippled, the maimed,And they shipped us back home to Australia.The armless, the leglessthe blind the insane.Those proud wounded heroes of SuvlaAnd as our ship pulled into Circular QuayI looked at the place where me l
And the band played Waltzing Matilda,As we sailed away from the QuayAnd amidst all the cheers,Flagwaving and tearsWe sailed off for Gallipoli
When I remember that terrible dayWhen our blood stained the sand and the waterAnd how in that hell that they called Suvla BayWe were butchered like lambs at the slaughter.Johnny Turk he was readyOh he primed himself well.He rained us with bullets,And he showered us with shells.And in five minutes flat,We were all blown to hellNearly blew us right back to Australia.
And the band played Waltzing Matilda,As we stopped to bury our slain.And we buried ours and the Turks buried theirs,And it started all over again.
Those who were living,Just tried to surviveIn that mad world of blood, death and fireAnd for seven long weeks,I kept myself alive,While around us the corpses piled higherThen a big Turkish shell,Knocked me ass over headAnd when I awoke 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,All around the green bush far and nearFor to hump tent and pegsA man needs both legsNo more Waltzing Matilda for me.
So they collected the woundedThe crippled, the maimed,And they shipped us back home to Australia.The armless, the leglessthe blind the insane.Those proud wounded heroes of SuvlaAnd as our ship pulled into Circular QuayI looked at the place where me l
