ฟังเพลงThe Band Played Waltzing Matilda

And The Band Played Waltzing Matilda - The Pogues

When I was a young man

I carried my pack

And I lived the free life of a rover

From the Murrays green

Basin to the dusty outback

I waltzed my Matilda all over

Then in nineteen fifteen

My country said Son

It's time to stop rambling

'Cause there's work to be done

So they gave me a tin hat

And they gave me a gun

They And sent me away to the war

And the band played Waltzing Matilda

As we sailed away from the quay

And amidst all the tears

And the shouts and the cheers

We sailed off to Gallipoli

How well I remember that terrible day

The the blood stained the sand

And the water

And how in that hell

That they called Suvla Bay

We were butchered like

Lambs at the slaughter

Johnny Turk he was ready

He primed himself well

He chased us with bullets

And he rained us with shells

And in five minutes flat

He'd blown us all to hell

Nearly blew us

Right back to Australia

But the band played Waltzing Matilda

As we stopped to bury our slain

And we buried ours

And the Turks buried theirs

Then we started all over again

Now those that were left

Well we tried to survive

In a mad world of blood

Death and fire

And for seven long weeks

I kept myself alive

While the corpses around

Me piled higher

Then a big Turkish shell

Knocked me arse over tit

And when I woke up

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

To the green bushes so far and near

For to hump tent and pegs

A man needs two legs

No more waltzing Matilda for me

So they collected the cripples

The wounded the maimed

And they shipped us

Back home to Australia

The legless the armless

The blind the insane

Those proud wounded heroes of Suvla

And as our ship pulled into Circular Quay

I looked at the place

Where me legs used to be

And thank Christ

There was nobody waiting for me

To grieve and to mourn and to pity

And the band played Waltzing Matilda

As they carried us down the gangway

But nobody cheered

They just stood and stared

Then turned all their faces away

And now every April I sit on my porch

And I watch the parade pass before me

And I see my old comrades

How proudly they march

Reliving their dreams of past glory

I see the old men all twisted and torn

The forgotten heroes of a forgotten war

And the young people ask me

What are they Marching for

And I ask myself the same question

And the band plays Waltzing Matilda

And the old men still answer to the call

But year after year

Their numbers get fewer

Some day no one will march there at all

Waltzing Matilda Waltzing Matilda

Who'll go a waltzing Matilda with me