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 AD A
When I was a young man, I carried my pack.
E AAnd I lived the free life, of a rover.
From the Murray's green basin,
ATo the dusty outback,
E AI waltzed my matilda all over.
Then in 1915, my country said "son"
E D"It's time to stop rambling,"
A"Cos there's work to be done."
So they gave me a tin hat,
AAnd they gave me a gun,
E AAnd they sent me away to the war.
D A
And the band played Waltzing Matilda,
As we sailed away from the quay.
DAnd amidst all the cheers,
AAnd the shouts and the tears,
We sailed off for Galipoli
How well I remember that terrible day,
E Awhen the blood stained the sand and the water.
E DAnd how in that hell
that they called Souvla Bay
E AWe were butchered like lambs at the slaughter.
E D AJohnny Turkey was ready, He'd primed himself well.
He showered us with bullets,
AAnd he rained us with shells.
DAnd in five minutes flat,
he'd blown us all to hell.
E ANearly blew us right back to Australia.
D A
And the band played Waltzing Matilda,
D EAs we stopped to bury our slain.
And we buried ours
Aand the Turks buried theirs,
E AAnd it started all over again.
D A
Now those who were living, Did their best to survive,
In that mad world of guts, blood, and fire.
E DAnd for seven long weeks,
AI kept myself alive,
As the corpses around me piled higher.
E D AThen a big Turkish shell, Knocked me arse over tit.
E DAnd when I awoke
in my hospital bed,
DAnd saw what it had done,
AChrist I wished I was dead.
Never knew there were worse things than dying.
And no more I'll go Waltzing Matilda,
D ETo the green bushes so far and near.
DFor to hang tent and pegs
A man needs two legs.
E ANo more Waltzing Matilda for me.
D A
So they collected the crippled, The wounded and maimed,
E AAnd they sent us back home to Australia.
The legless, the armless,
Athe blind and insane.
E AThose proud wounded heroes of Souvla
And as our ship pulled into Circular Quay
E DI looked at the place
Awhere my legs used to be.
And thank Christ, there was nobody
Awaiting for me,
E ATo grieve and to mourn and to pity.
D A
And the band played Waltzing Matilda,
As they carried us down the gangway.
DBut nobody cheered,
AThey just stood and stared,
And they turned their faces away.
And now every April, I sit on my porch,
E AAnd I watch the parades pass before me.
E DI see my old comrades,
How proudly they march.
E AReliving the dreams of past glory.
E D AI see the old men, all twisted and torn.
The forgotten heroes
Aof a forgotten war.
DAnd the young people ask me,
What are they marching for?
E AAnd I ask my self the same question.
D A
And the band plays Waltzing Matilda,
D EAnd the old men still answer the call.
But year after year,
ATheir numbers get fewer,
E ASomeday no-one will march there at all.
A D
Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
Who'll come a waltzing matilda with me?
Outro: A A E A
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