From: Andy Gray [andy@misterg.demon.co.uk] Sent: Sunday, December 28, 1997 8:19 PM >From: I can resist anything but temptation <EMYERS31@MAINE.MAINE.EDU> >Subject: CHDS -- Waltzing Matida, the Pogues later additions by Andy Gray (andy@misterg.demon.co.uk) Song: Waltzing Matida Artist: the Pogues The song has the same basic chord structure through the whole song. THere are 3 chords - E, A, and D. It goes like this. Intro: A A A

When I was a ^Dyoung man, I ^Acarried my pack. And I lived the free ^Elife, of a ^Arover. >From ^Ethe Murray's gr^Deen basin, To the ^Adusty outback, I waltzed my ^Ematilda all ^Aover. Then in 19^E15, my ^Dcountry said ^A"son" "I^Et's time to ^Dstop rambling," "Cos the^Are's work to be done." So they gave me a t^Din hat, And they gave me a ^Agun, And they sent me ^Eaway to the w^Aar.

And the band played W^Daltzing M^Aatilda, As we sailed a^Dway from the ^Equay. And am^Didst all the cheers, And the s^Ahouts and the tears, We sailed off for ^EGalipoli^A

How well I ^Dremember that ^Aterrible day, when the blood stained the ^Esand and the ^Awater. And h^Eow in that ^Dhell that they ^Acalled Souvla Bay We were butchered like ^Elambs at the ^Aslaughter. Johnny ^ETurkey was ^Dready, He'd ^Aprimed himself well. He ^Eshowered us with ^Dbullets, And he ^Arained us with shells. And in five minutes ^Dflat, he'd blown ^Aus all to hell. Nearly ^Eblew us right back to ^AAustralia.

And the band played ^DWaltzing ^AMatilda, As we stopped to ^Dbury our ^Eslain. And ^Dwe buried ours and the ^ATurks buried theirs, And it started all ^Eover ^Aagain.

Now those who were ^Dliving, Did their ^Abest to survive, In that ^Emad world of guts, blood, and ^Afire. And for ^Eseven long ^Dweeks, I ^Akept myself alive, As the ^Ecorpses around me piled ^Ahigher. Then a ^Ebig Turkish ^Dshell, Knocked me ^Aarse over tit. And ^Ewhen I ^Dawoke in my ho^Aspital bed, And saw what it had ^Ddone, Christ I ^Awished I was dead. Never ^Eknew there were worse things than ^Adying.

And no more I'll go ^DWaltzing ^AMatilda, To the green bushes ^Dso far and ^Enear. For to ^Dhang tent and pegs A ^Aman needs two legs. No more Waltzing ^EMatilda for ^Ame.

So they collected the ^Dcrippled, The ^Awounded and maimed, And they sent us back ^Ehome to ^AAustralia. The ^Elegless, the ^Darmless, the ^Ablind and insane. Those ^Eproud wounded heroes of ^ASouvla And ^Eas our ship ^Dpulled into ^ACircular Quay I ^Elooked at the ^Dplace where my ^Alegs used to be. And thank Christ, there was ^Dnobody ^Awaiting for me, To ^Egrieve and to mourn and to ^Apity.

And the band played ^DWaltzing ^AMatilda, As they carried us ^Ddown the gang^Eway. But ^Dnobody cheered, They ^Ajust stood and stared, And they ^Eturned their faces ^Aaway.

And now every ^DApril, I ^Asit on my porch, And I ^Ewatch the parades pass ^Abefore me. I ^Esee my old ^Dcomrades, How ^Aproudly they march. Re^Eliving the dreams of past ^Aglory. I ^Esee the old ^Dmen, all ^Atwisted and torn. The ^Eforgotten ^Dheroes of a ^Aforgotten war. And the young people ^Dask me, What are ^Athey marching for' And ^EI ask my self the same ^Aquestion.

And the band plays ^DWaltzing ^AMatilda, And the old men still ^Danswer the ^Ecall. But ^Dyear after year, Their ^Anumbers get fewer, Someday no-one will ^Emarch there ^Aat all.

^AWaltzing Matilda, ^DWaltzing Matilda ^AWho'll come a waltzing matilda with^E me'

Outro: A A E A Turtyl--emyers31@maine.maine.edu "I can resist anyhting but temptation!" ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Life without Love is like a tree without blossoms and fruit. And love without Beauty is like flowers without scent and fruit without seeds... Life, Love, and Beauty are three persons in one, who cannot be seperated or changed. -Kahlil Gibran -------------------------------------------------------------------------

The Pogues - Waltzing matilda