And the Band Played Waltzing Matilda (Live)-John Williamson

[00:00.00] 作曲 : Eric Bogle [00:00.37]Written by：Eric Bogle [00:01.28] [00:34.01]When I was a young man I carried a pack [00:37.52] [00:38.31]I lived the free life of a rover [00:41.06] [00:42.37]From the murray's green basin till the dusty outback [00:46.16] [00:46.94]I waltzed my matilda right over [00:49.53] [00:51.12]Then in nineteen fifteen the country said son [00:54.99] [00:55.79]There's no time for roamin' there's work to be done [00:59.18] [00:59.90]And they gave me a tin hat and they gave me a gun [01:03.88] [01:05.39]And they sent me away to the war [01:08.40] [01:09.95]And the band played waltzing matilda [01:13.10] [01:14.44]As the ship pulled away from the quay [01:17.39] [01:18.69]And amidst all the cheers the flag waving and tears [01:22.70] [01:24.08]We set off for gallipoli [01:27.00] [01:31.05]How well I remember that terrible day [01:34.44] [01:35.50]When our blood stained the sand and the water [01:38.52] [01:39.76]And how in that hell that they called suvla bay [01:44.17]We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter [01:47.20] [01:48.51]Johnny turkey was waiting he primed himself well [01:52.50] [01:53.14]Showered us with bullets and he rained us with shells [01:57.45]And in five minutes flat well he blew us to hell [02:01.60] [02:03.08]He nearly blew us right back to australia [02:06.00] [02:07.63]And the band played waltzing matilda [02:10.85] [02:12.17]As we stopped to bury our slain [02:15.15] [02:17.65]We buried ours and the turks buried theirs [02:20.60] [02:22.06]Then we started all over again [02:24.97] [02:28.98]So those who were left just tried to survive [02:32.53] [02:33.13]In a mad world of blood and fire [02:35.83] [02:37.51]And for ten weary weeks I kept myself alive [02:41.28] [02:41.83]As the corpses around me piled higher [02:45.08] [02:46.22]Then a big turkish shell knocked me arse over head [02:50.17] [02:51.39]And when I awoke in the hospital bed [02:54.43] [02:55.17]I saw what it had done and I wished I was dead [02:59.15] [03:00.80]Then I knew there were worse things than dying [03:04.01] [03:05.24]And I'll go no more waltzing matilda [03:08.57] [03:09.91]All through the green bush far and free [03:12.83] [03:14.34]Coz to hunt and tent peg [03:16.63]A man needs both legs [03:18.51] [03:19.72]No more waltzing matilda for me [03:23.04] [03:26.87]They collected the crippled the wounded the maimed [03:30.73] [03:31.50]Shipped us all back to australia [03:34.23] [03:35.83]The legless the armless the blind and insane [03:39.65] [03:40.37]The brave wounded heroes of suvla bay [03:43.25] [03:44.74]And as our ship pulled into circular quay [03:48.13] [03:49.54]I looked at the place where my legs used to be [03:53.33]And I thanked christ there was nobody waiting for me [03:57.60] [03:59.38]To mourn and to grieve and to pity [04:02.13] [04:03.65]And the band played waltzing matilda [04:06.75] [04:08.13]As they carried us down the gangway [04:10.87] [04:12.80]Nobody cheered they just stood and stared [04:16.54] [04:18.12]Then turned all their faces away [04:20.97] [04:25.10]And now every april I sit on the porch [04:28.79] [04:29.31]As I watch the parade pass before me [04:32.28] [04:33.64]I see my old comerades how proudly they march [04:37.63] [04:38.41]Reviving old dreams and past glories [04:41.35] [04:42.71]But the old men march slowly bones stiff and sore [04:47.06] [04:47.61]Tired old men from a tired old war [04:51.31] [04:52.03]And the young people ask 'what are they marching for' [04:55.58] [04:57.84]And I ask myself the same question [05:00.97] [05:02.32]And the band played waltzing matilda [05:05.24] [05:06.55]As the old men still answer the call [05:09.75] [05:11.40]Year after year more old men disappear [05:14.99] [05:16.65]Soon none of them will march there at all