The Pogues

The Pogues - Waltzing Matilda guitar tab

Waltzing Matilda

The Pogues

I'm not 100% sure about the lyrics - Shane isn't the clearest singer in the world!

This song is played on a mandolin or banjo but this sounds ok with guitar.

I think the finger picking goes something like this:

The "A" chords are like this (you know the rhythm)

e|-----0---0---0---0---0-----------------------------|

B|---------------------------------------------------|

G|---2---2---2---2---2-------------------------------|

D|---------------------------------------------------|

A|---------------------------------------------------|

E|---------------------------------------------------|

The "D" chords are like this

e|-----2---2---2---2---2-----------------------------|

B|---------------------------------------------------|

G|---2---2---2---2---2-------------------------------|

D|---------------------------------------------------|

A|---------------------------------------------------|

E|---------------------------------------------------|

The "E" chords are like this

e|-----0---0---0---0---0-----------------------------|

B|---------------------------------------------------|

G|---1---1---1---1---1-------------------------------|

D|---------------------------------------------------|

A|---------------------------------------------------|

E|---------------------------------------------------|

Intro: A A A

D A

When I was a young man, I carried my pack.

E A

And I lived the free life, of a rover.

E D

From the marie's green basin,

A

To the dusty outback,

E A

I waltzed my matilda all over.

E D A

Then in 1915, my country said son.

E D

It's time to stop rambling,

A

Cuz there's work to be done.

D

So they gave me a tin hat,

A

And they gave me a gun,

E A

And they sent me away to the war.

D A

And the band played Waltzing Matilda,

D E

As we sailed away from the quay.

D

And amidst all the cheers,

A

And the shouts and the tears,

E A

We sailed off for Galigalee.

When I remember that terrible day,

when the blood stained the sand and the water.

And how in that hell that they call Souvlavai

We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter.

Johnny Turkey was ready,

He'd primed himself well.

He shower'd us with bullets,

And he rained us with shells.

And in five minutes flat,

he'd blown us all to hell.

Nearly blew us right back to Australia.

And the band played Waltzing Matilda,

As we stopped to bury our slain.

And we buried ours and the Turks buried theirs,

And it started all over again.

Now those who were living,

Did their best to survive,

In that mad world of death, blood, and fire.

And for seven long weeks,

I kept myself alive,

As the corpses around me piled higher.

Then a big Turkish shell,

Knocked me ass over tit.

And when I awoke in my hospital bed,

And saw what it had done,

Christ I wished I was dead.

Never knew there were worse things than dying.

And no more I'll go Waltzing Matilda,

To the green bushes so far and near.

Gonna hang me some pegs

On man these two legs.

No more Waltzing Matilda for me.

So they collected the crippled,

The wounded and maimed,

And they sent us back home to Australia.

The legless, the armless,

the blind and insane.

Those proud wounded heroes of Solvla

And as our ship pulled into Circular Quay

I looked at the place where me legs used to be.

And thank Christ, there was nobody waiting for me,

To grieve and to mourn and to pity.

And the band played Waltzing Matilda,

As they carried us down the gangway.

But nobody cheered,

They just stood and stared,

And they turned their faces away.

And now every April,

I sit on my porch,

And I watch the parades pass before me.

I see my old comrades,

How proudly they march.

Reliving the dreams of past glory.

I see the old men, all twisted and torn.

The forgotten heroes of a forgotten war.

And the young people ask me,

What are they marching for?

And I ask myslef the same question.

And the band plays Waltzing Matilda,

And the old men still answer the call.

But year after year,

Their numbers get fewer,

Someday noone will march there at all.

A D

Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda

A E

Who's gonna waltz the matilda with me?

Outro: A A E A

If you can fix anything let me know.

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