When I was a young man I carried a pack
And lived the free life of a rover
From the Murray’s green banks to the dusty outback
I waltzed my Matilda all over
Then in 1915, the country said, “Son
It’s no time for roving, there’s work to be done”
And they gave me a tin hat and gave me a gun
And they sent me away to the war
And the band played Waltzing Matilda
As the ship pulled away from the quay
And amidst all the cheers, the flag waving and tears
We sailed off for Gallipoli
Oh well I remember that terrible day
Whеn our blood stained the sand and the watеr
And how in that hell that they called Souvla Bay
We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter
Johnny Turk he was waiting
He primed himself well
Showered us with bullets and rained us with shells
And in ten minutes flat he’d blown us to hell
Nearly blew us right back to Australia
And lived the free life of a rover
From the Murray’s green banks to the dusty outback
I waltzed my Matilda all over
Then in 1915, the country said, “Son
It’s no time for roving, there’s work to be done”
And they gave me a tin hat and gave me a gun
And they sent me away to the war
And the band played Waltzing Matilda
As the ship pulled away from the quay
And amidst all the cheers, the flag waving and tears
We sailed off for Gallipoli
Oh well I remember that terrible day
Whеn our blood stained the sand and the watеr
And how in that hell that they called Souvla Bay
We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter
Johnny Turk he was waiting
He primed himself well
Showered us with bullets and rained us with shells
And in ten minutes flat he’d blown us to hell
Nearly blew us right back to Australia
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