Chords for The Band Played waltzing Mathilda:John Schumann.

Tempo:
155.1 bpm
Chords used:

A

D

E

F#m

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The Band Played waltzing Mathilda:John Schumann. chords
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[A]
[D] [A]
[D] [A]
[E] [A]
Now when I was [D] a young man [A] I carried a pack and I lived the free [E] life of a [A] rover
Murray's green [D] basin to [A] the dusty outback
Waltz me [E] Matilda [A] all over in
[E]
1915
[D]
Country said [A] son.
[E] There's no time for roving.
[D] There's work to be [A] done
They gave me a [D] tin hat
[A]
Gave me a gun
[F#m] [A] They sent me [E] away to the [A] war
the band [D] played Waltzing [A]
Matilda
As the ship pulled [D] away from [E] the key
And [D]
missed all the cheers [A] flag waving and [F#m] tears
[A] Sailed off [E]
to Calipoli
[A] [D]
How [A] [D]
[A] [E]
[A]
well I [D]
remember [A] that terrible day
When I bloodstained [E] the sand and the [A] water
And how in [D] that hellhole [A] they called Suvla Bay.
We were butchered [E] like lambs at the [A] slaughter
Johnny [E] Turkey was waiting
[D] It primed [A] himself.
Well
[E] Shout us with bullets
[D] He rang this with [A] shell
In ten minutes [D] flat.
[A] He'd blown us to [F#m] hell
[A] If he blew us [E] right back to [A] Australia
the band [D] played Waltzing [A] Matilda
We stopped [D] to bury [E] the slain
The [D] end we buried ours [A] and the Turks buried [F#m]
theirs
[A] We started [E] all over [A]
again
[D] And [A]
[D] [A]
[E] [A]
those who [D] were left [A] we tried to survive in that mad [E] world of blood death
[A] and fire
And for ten weary [D] weeks, [A] I kept meself alive while around me [E] the corpses [A] piled higher
[E] Then a big turkey shell [D] knocked me ass [A] overhead
[E] And when I awoke [D] in the hospital [A] bed when I saw what [D] they'd done
[A] I wished I [F#m] was dead [A] ever knew there [E] were worse things [A] than dying
And no more I'll [D] go Waltzing [A]
Matilda
Along the [D] green bush proud [E] and free
To [D]
hunt, tent and bed.
[A] A man needs both [F#m] legs
[A] No more Waltzing [E]
Matilda [A] for me
[D]
So [A] [D]
[A] [E]
[A]
[D] [A]
[D] [A] [E]
[A]
now [D] every April [A] I sit on me porch
And I watch the [E] parade pass [A] before me
And I see my [D] old comrades [A] how proudly they march
They're living [E] past dreams and [A] past glories
The [E] old men march slowly [D] their bones stiff [A] and sore
[E] Tired old men [D] from a tired old [A]
war
The young [D] people ask [A] what are they marching [F#m] for?
[A] I ask [E]
self the same [A] question
The band that [D] plays Waltzing [A] Matilda
The old men [D] still answer [E] the call
[D] Year after year the [A] old men [F#m] disappear
[A] No one [E] will march there [A] at all
[D] [A] [D] [A]
[E] [A]
[N]
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A
1231
D
1321
E
2311
F#m
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A
1231
D
1321
E
2311
F#m
123111112
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_ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ Now when I was [D] a young man [A] I carried a pack and I lived the free [E] life of a [A] rover
_ _ _ _ _
Murray's green [D] basin to [A] the dusty outback _ _
Waltz me [E] Matilda _ [A] all over _ _ in
[E] _
_ _ 1915
_ [D]
Country said [A] son.
[E] There's no time for roving.
[D] There's work to be [A] done
_ They gave me a [D] tin hat
_ [A]
Gave me a gun
[F#m] _ _ [A] They sent me [E] away to the [A] war
_ _ _ _ the band [D] played Waltzing [A]
Matilda
_ _ As the ship pulled [D] away from [E] the key
_ And [D]
missed all the cheers _ [A] flag waving and [F#m] tears _ _
_ _ [A] Sailed off [E]
to Calipoli
[A] _ _ _ [D]
How _ [A] _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ well I [D]
remember [A] that terrible day _
_ When I bloodstained [E] the sand and the [A] water _ _
And _ how in [D] that hellhole [A] they called Suvla Bay.
_ We were butchered [E] like lambs at the [A] slaughter _ _
Johnny _ [E] Turkey was waiting
[D] It primed [A] himself.
Well
_ [E] Shout us with bullets
[D] He rang this with [A] shell
_ In ten minutes [D] flat.
_ [A] He'd blown us to [F#m] hell
_ [A] If he blew us [E] right back to [A] Australia _
the _ band [D] played Waltzing [A] Matilda _ _
We _ stopped [D] to bury [E] the slain _
The [D] end we buried _ ours [A] and the Turks buried [F#m] _
theirs
_ _ [A] We started [E] all over [A]
again
_ [D] _ And [A] _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _
those who [D] were left [A] we tried to survive in that mad [E] world of blood death
[A] and fire
_ And for ten weary [D] weeks, [A] I kept meself alive while around me [E] the corpses [A] piled higher
_ _ [E] Then a big turkey shell [D] knocked me ass [A] overhead
_ [E] And when I awoke [D] in the hospital [A] bed when I saw what [D] they'd done
[A] I wished I [F#m] was dead [A] ever knew there [E] were worse things [A] than dying
_ _ And no more I'll [D] go Waltzing [A]
Matilda _ _ _ _
Along the [D] green bush proud [E] and free
_ To _ [D]
hunt, tent and bed.
[A] A man needs both [F#m] legs _
_ [A] No more Waltzing [E]
Matilda [A] for me
_ [D]
So _ [A] _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ now [D] every April [A] I sit on me porch
_ And I watch the [E] parade pass [A] before me _ _
_ And I see my [D] old comrades [A] how proudly they march
They're living [E] past dreams and [A] past glories
The _ [E] old men march slowly [D] their bones stiff [A] and sore
_ [E] _ Tired old men [D] from a tired old [A]
war
The young [D] people ask [A] what are they marching [F#m] for?
_ _ [A] I ask [E]
self the same [A] question _ _
_ The band that [D] plays Waltzing [A] Matilda _
The _ old men [D] still answer [E] the call _
_ [D] Year after year the [A] old men _ [F#m] disappear
_ _ _ [A] No one [E] will march there [A] at all
_ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _

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