The Band Played Waltzing Matilda-The Pogues

[00:00.00]The Band Played Waltzing Matilda -The Pogues [00:10.188]When I was a young man [00:13.408]I carried my pack [00:16.727]And I lived the free life of a rover [00:23.407]From the Murrays green [00:25.637]Basin to the dusty outback [00:30.796]I waltzed my Matilda all over [00:37.185]Then in nineteen fifteen [00:40.394]My country said Son [00:44.334]It's time to stop rambling [00:47.364]'Cause there's work to be done [00:50.783]So they gave me a tin hat [00:54.193]And they gave me a gun [00:57.753]They And sent me away to the war [01:04.581]And the band played Waltzing Matilda [01:11.620]As we sailed away from the quay [01:17.980]And amidst all the tears [01:21.440]And the shouts and the cheers [01:25.40]We sailed off to Gallipoli [01:31.740]How well I remember that terrible day [01:38.618]The the blood stained the sand [01:41.578]And the water [01:45.818]And how in that hell [01:48.567]That they called Suvla Bay [01:52.437]We were butchered like [01:53.836]Lambs at the slaughter [01:59.326]Johnny Turk he was ready [02:02.734]He primed himself well [02:06.404]He chased us with bullets [02:09.613]And he rained us with shells [02:13.162]And in five minutes flat [02:16.341]He'd blown us all to hell [02:19.941]Nearly blew us [02:21.580]Right back to Australia [02:26.960]But the band played Waltzing Matilda [02:34.40]As we stopped to bury our slain [02:40.760]And we buried ours [02:44.179]And the Turks buried theirs [02:47.609]Then we started all over again [02:54.458]Now those that were left [02:57.956]Well we tried to survive [03:01.556]In a mad world of blood [03:05.116]Death and fire [03:08.355]And for seven long weeks [03:12.55]I kept myself alive [03:15.434]While the corpses around [03:17.283]Me piled higher [03:22.273]Then a big Turkish shell [03:25.12]Knocked me arse over tit [03:29.362]And when I woke up [03:32.182]In my hospital bed [03:35.822]And saw what it had done [03:39.141]Christ I wished I was dead [03:42.940]Never knew there were worse [03:45.29]Things than dying [03:49.989]And no more I'll go waltzing Matilda [03:56.948]To the green bushes so far and near [04:03.708]For to hump tent and pegs [04:07.407]A man needs two legs [04:10.726]No more waltzing Matilda for me [04:50.51]So they collected the cripples [04:54.41]The wounded the maimed [04:57.200]And they shipped us [04:58.719]Back home to Australia [05:04.279]The legless the armless [05:07.609]The blind the insane [05:11.49]Those proud wounded heroes of Suvla [05:17.677]And as our ship pulled into Circular Quay [05:24.527]I looked at the place [05:27.336]Where me legs used to be [05:31.66]And thank Christ [05:32.716]There was nobody waiting for me [05:38.305]To grieve and to mourn and to pity [05:45.45]And the band played Waltzing Matilda [05:51.844]As they carried us down the gangway [05:58.803]But nobody cheered [06:02.201]They just stood and stared [06:05.820]Then turned all their faces away [06:12.768]And now every April I sit on my porch [06:19.477]And I watch the parade pass before me [06:26.507]And I see my old comrades [06:29.945]How proudly they march [06:33.134]Reliving their dreams of past glory [06:39.994]I see the old men all twisted and torn [06:47.103]The forgotten heroes of a forgotten war [06:53.682]And the young people ask me [06:56.919]What are they Marching for [07:00.808]And I ask myself the same question [07:07.388]And the band plays Waltzing Matilda [07:14.137]And the old men still answer to the call [07:21.16]But year after year [07:24.336]Their numbers get fewer [07:27.656]Some day no one will march there at all [07:35.123]Waltzing Matilda Waltzing Matilda [07:41.883]Who'll go a waltzing Matilda with me