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The Band Played Waltzing Matilda - The Pogues.mp3

The Band Played Waltzing Matilda - The Pogues.mp3
[00:00.00] 作词 : Eric Bogl...
[00:00.00] 作词 : Eric Bogle
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Eric Bogle
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[00:09.77]When I was a young man I carried my pack
[00:15.70]And I lived the free life of a rover
[00:22.81]From the murrays green basin to the dusty outback
[00:29.62]I waltzed my matilda all over
[00:36.61]Then in nineteen fifteen my country said son
[00:43.46]It's time to stop rambling 'cause there's work to be done
[00:50.15]So they gave me a tin hat and they gave me a gun
[00:57.15]And they sent me away to the war
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[01:03.95]And the band played Waltzing Matilda
[01:10.53]As we sailed away from the quay
[01:17.38]And amidst all the tears and the shouts and the cheers
[01:24.03]We sailed off to Gallipoli
[01:31.18]How well I remember that terrible day
[01:37.58]When the blood stained the sand and the water
[01:45.07]And how in that hell that they called Suvla Bay
[01:51.42]We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter
[01:58.38]Johnny Turk he was ready, he primed himself well
[02:05.58]He showered us with bullets, he rained us with shells
[02:12.03]And in five minutes flat he'd blown us all to hell
[02:18.98]Nearly blew us right back to Australia
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[02:25.71]But the band played waltzing Matilda
[02:32.36]As we stopped to bury our slain
[02:39.41]And we buried ours and the Turks buried theirs
[02:46.31]Then it started all over again
[02:53.29]Now those who were living did their best to survive
[03:00.04]In that mad world of death, blood and fire
[03:07.08]And for seven long weeks I kept myself alive
[03:13.93]While the corpses around me piled higher
[03:20.78]Then a big Turkish shell knocked me arse over tit
[03:27.59]And when I woke up in my hospital bed
[03:34.49]And saw what it had done, Christ I wished I was dead
[03:41.27]Never knew there were worse things than dying
[03:48.62]And no more I'll go waltzing Matilda
[03:55.31]To the green bushes so far and near
[04:02.14]For to hump tent and pegs, a man needs two legs
[04:09.00]No more waltzing Matilda for me
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[04:45.19]
[04:48.27]So they collected the cripples, the wounded and maimed
[04:55.07]And they shipped us back home to Australia
[05:02.10]The legless, the armless, the blind and insane
[05:08.85]Those proud wounded heroes of Suvla
[05:15.70]And as our ship pulled into circular quay
[05:22.75]I looked at the place where me legs used to be
[05:29.25]And thank Christ there was nobody waiting for me
[05:36.08]To grieve and to mourn and to pity
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[05:42.92]And the band played Waltzing Matilda
[05:49.72]As they carried us down the gangway
[05:57.07]But nobody cheered, they just stood and stared
[06:03.71]And they turned all their faces away
[06:10.75]And now every April I sit on my porch
[06:17.11]And I watch the parade pass before me
[06:24.17]I see my old comrades, how proudly they march
[06:30.60]Reliving the or their dreams of past glory
[06:37.85]i see the old men, all twisted and torn
[06:44.60]The forgotten heroes of a forgotten war
[06:51.29]And the young people ask me, "what are they marching for?"
[06:58.15]And I ask myself the same question
[07:04.89]And the band plays Waltzing Matilda
[07:11.64]And the old men still answer to the call
[07:18.64]But year after year their numbers get fewer
[07:25.14]Some day no one will march there at all
[07:32.55]Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
[07:39.30]Who'll go a-Waltzing Matilda with me?
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