The Band Played Waltzing Matilda-The Pogues

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[00:00.00]The Band Played Waltzing Matilda - The Pogues
[00:10.18]When I was a young man
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[00:13.40]I carried my pack
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[00:16.72]And I lived the free life of a rover
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[00:23.40]From the Murrays green
[00:25.63]Basin to the dusty outback
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[00:30.79]I waltzed my Matilda all over
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[00:37.18]Then in nineteen fifteen
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[00:40.39]My country said Son
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[00:44.33]It's time to stop rambling
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[00:47.36]'Cause there's work to be done
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[00:50.78]So they gave me a tin hat
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[00:54.19]And they gave me a gun
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[00:57.75]They And sent me away to the war
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[01:04.58]And the band played Waltzing Matilda
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[01:11.62]As we sailed away from the quay
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[01:17.98]And amidst all the tears
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[01:21.44]And the shouts and the cheers
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[01:25.04]We sailed off to Gallipoli
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[01:31.74]How well I remember that terrible day
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[01:38.61]The the blood stained the sand
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[01:41.57]And the water
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[01:45.81]And how in that hell
[01:48.56]That they called Suvla Bay
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[01:52.43]We were butchered like
[01:53.83]Lambs at the slaughter
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[01:59.32]Johnny Turk he was ready
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[02:02.73]He primed himself well
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[02:06.40]He chased us with bullets
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[02:09.61]And he rained us with shells
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[02:13.16]And in five minutes flat
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[02:16.34]He'd blown us all to hell
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[02:19.94]Nearly blew us
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[02:21.58]Right back to Australia
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[02:26.96]But the band played Waltzing Matilda
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[02:34.04]As we stopped to bury our slain
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[02:40.76]And we buried ours
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[02:44.17]And the Turks buried theirs
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[02:47.60]Then we started all over again
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[02:54.45]Now those that were left
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[02:57.95]Well we tried to survive
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[03:01.55]In a mad world of blood
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[03:05.11]Death and fire
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[03:08.35]And for seven long weeks
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[03:12.05]I kept myself alive
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[03:15.43]While the corpses around
[03:17.28]Me piled higher
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[03:22.27]Then a big Turkish shell
[03:25.01]Knocked me arse over tit
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[03:29.36]And when I woke up
[03:32.18]In my hospital bed
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[03:35.82]And saw what it had done
[03:39.14]Christ I wished I was dead
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[03:42.94]Never knew there were worse
[03:45.02]Things than dying
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[03:49.98]And no more I'll go waltzing Matilda
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[03:56.94]To the green bushes so far and near
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[04:03.70]For to hump tent and pegs
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[04:07.40]A man needs two legs
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[04:10.72]No more waltzing Matilda for me
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[04:50.05]So they collected the cripples
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[04:54.04]The wounded the maimed
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[04:57.20]And they shipped us
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[04:58.71]Back home to Australia
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[05:04.27]The legless the armless
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[05:07.60]The blind the insane
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[05:11.04]Those proud wounded heroes of Suvla
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[05:17.67]And as our ship pulled into Circular Quay
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[05:24.52]I looked at the place
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[05:27.33]Where me legs used to be
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[05:31.06]And thank Christ
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[05:32.71]There was nobody waiting for me
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[05:38.30]To grieve and to mourn and to pity
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[05:45.04]And the band played Waltzing Matilda
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[05:51.84]As they carried us down the gangway
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[05:58.80]But nobody cheered
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[06:02.20]They just stood and stared
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[06:05.82]Then turned all their faces away
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[06:12.76]And now every April I sit on my porch
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[06:19.47]And I watch the parade pass before me
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[06:26.50]And I see my old comrades
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[06:29.94]How proudly they march
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[06:33.13]Reliving their dreams of past glory
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[06:39.99]I see the old men all twisted and torn
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[06:47.10]The forgotten heroes of a forgotten war
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[06:53.68]And the young people ask me
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[06:56.91]What are they Marching for
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[07:00.80]And I ask myself the same question
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[07:07.38]And the band plays Waltzing Matilda
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[07:14.13]And the old men still answer to the call
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[07:21.01]But year after year
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[07:24.33]Their numbers get fewer
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[07:27.65]Some day no one will march there at all
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[07:35.12]Waltzing Matilda Waltzing Matilda
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[07:41.88]Who'll go a waltzing Matilda with me