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Primeiro acorde: A 6 acordes identificados

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When I was a young man I carried my pack

A E A

And I lived the free life of a rover.

D A F#m

From the Murray's green basin to the dusty outback

A E A

I waltzed my Matilda all over.

E D A

Then in 1915 me country said, “Son

E D A

It's time to stop rambling ‘cause there’s work to be done.â€

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So they gave me a tin hat, and they gave me a gun

A E A

And they sent me away to the war.

A D A

And the band played "Waltzing Matilda"

D E

When we sailed away from the quay,

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And amidst all the tears and the shouts and cheers

A E A

We sailed off for Gallipoli.

A D A F#m

And how well I remember that terrible day

A E A

When our blood stained the sand and the water

D A F#m

And how in that hell that they call Suvla Bay

A E A

We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter.

E D A

Johnny Turk, he was ready, he'd primed himself well.

E D A

He shot us with bullets, and he rained us with shells,

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And in five minutes flat he'd blown us all to hell,

A E A

Nearly blew us right back to Australia.

A D A

And the band played “Waltzing Matildaâ€

D E

As we stopped to bury our slain.

D Bm A F#m

And we buried ours and the Turks buried theirs.

A E A

Then it started all over again.

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Now, those who were living did their best to survive

A E A

In that mad world of guts, blood and fire,

D A F#m

And for seven long weeks I kept myself alive

A E A

While the corpses around me piled higher.

E D A

Then a big Turkish shell knocked me arse-over-head

E D A

And when I awoke in me hospital bed

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And saw what it had done, Christ! I wished I was dead.

A E A

Never knew there was worse things than dying.

A D A

And no more I'll go waltzing Matilda

A D E

Through the green bushes so far and near,

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For to hang tents and pegs a man needs two legs.

A E A

No more waltzing Matilda for me.

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So they collected the the crippled, the wounded and maimed

A E A

And they shipped us back home to Australia,

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The the legless, the armless, the blind and insaneâ€

A E A

Those proud wounded heroes of Suvla.

E D A

And when the ship pulled into Circular Quay

E D A

I looked at the place where me legs used to be

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And thanked Christ there was no one there waiting for me

A E A

To grieve and to mourn and to pity.

A D A

And the band played "Waltzing Matilda"

A D E

As they carried us down the gangway,

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But nobody cheered, they just stood and stared

A E A

And they turned all their faces away.

A D A F#m

And now every April I sit on my porch

A E A

And I watch the parade pass before me.

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I see my old comrades, how proudly they march,

A E A

Reliving the dreams of past glory.

E D A

I see the old men all twisted and torn,

E D A

The forgotten heroes of a forgotten war,

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And the young people ask me, "What are they marching for?"

A E A

And I ask myself the same question.

A D A

And the band plays “Waltzing Matilda,â€

D E

And the old men still answer the call,

D Bm A F#m

But year after year their numbers are fewer.

A E A

Someday no one will march there at all.

A D Bm

Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda,

A F#m E

Who'll go a-waltzing Matilda with me?

A E F#m D

And their ghosts may be heard as they march by the Billabong:

D A D7 A

"Who'll come a-Waltzing Matilda with me?

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