And The Band Played Waltzing Matilda chords by John Mcdermott

Chords with lyrics

And The Band Played Waltzing Matilda ?" John McDermott
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VK6rZ--DhZM
(Just had to add this rendition by John McDermott ?" he has such a sweet voice)
(Credit to (jteethy) who created his version in E, the same key as John McDermott sings.
My job was easy)

Intro: E MajorE  A augmentedA  E MajorE  A augmentedA

V1
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When I was a young man I carried me pack,
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And I lived the free life of a rover.
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From the Murray's green basin to the dusty Outback,
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I waltzed my Matilda all over.

V2
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Then in 1915 me country said, Son,
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It's time you stopped rambling 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 marched me away to the war.

Chorus
E MajorE          A augmentedA      E MajorE
And the band played Waltzing Matilda,
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When the ship pulled away from the quay.
   A augmentedA       F# minorF#m     E MajorE     C# minorC#m
And amidst all the tears, flag-waving and cheers,
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We sailed off for Gallipoli.

V3
    E MajorE    A augmentedA      E MajorE    C# minorC#m
And how well I remember that terrible day,
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When our blood stained the sand and the water.
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And how in that hell that they call Suvla Bay,
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We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter.

V4
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Johnny Turk he was ready, he'd primed himself well,
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He rained us with bullets, and he showered us with shells.
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And in five minutes flat he'd blown us all to hell,
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Nearly blew us back home to Australia.

Chorus
E MajorE          A augmentedA      E MajorE
And the band played Waltzing Matilda,
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When we stopped to bury our slain.
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We buried ours, and the Turks buried theirs,
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Then we started all over again.

V5
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And those that were left, well, we tried to survive,
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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 alive,
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While around me the corpses piled higher.

V6
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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, well, I wished I was dead,
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Never knew there was worse things than dying.

V7
E MajorE         A augmentedA      E MajorE
So no more I'll go Waltzing Matilda,
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All around the green bush far and near.
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To hump tent and pegs a man needs both legs,
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No more Waltzing Matilda for me.

V8
    E MajorE      A augmentedA      E MajorE       C# minorC#m
So they gathered 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, the insane,
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Those proud wounded heroes of Suvla.

V9
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And when the ship pulled into Circular Quay,
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I looked at the place where me legs used to be.
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And thanked Christ there was no one there waiting for me,
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To grieve and to mourn and to pity.

Chorus
E MajorE          A augmentedA      E MajorE
And the band played Waltzing Matilda,
           A augmentedA      BB  Bsus4Bsus4 BB
When 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.

V10
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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 old dreams of past glory.

V11
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And the old men march slowly, all bones stiff and sore,
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They're tired old heroes from 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
E MajorE         A augmentedA      E MajorE
And the band plays Waltzing Matilda,
           A augmentedA     BB  Bsus4Bsus4 BB
And the old men still answer the call.
  A augmentedA     F# minorF#m     E MajorE      C# minorC#m
But year after year their numbers are fewer,
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Someday no one will march there at all.

Outro:
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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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Who'll come a-Waltzing Matilda with me?