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One of the world's great anti-war songs written by the Scottish songwriter Eric Bogle. Lyrics Now when I was a young man, I carried my pack. And I lived the free life of a rover From the Murray's green basin To the dusty outback, I waltzed my matilda all over. Then in nineteen fifteen, my country said son It's time to stop rambling, There's work to be done. So they gave me a tin hat, And they gave me a gun, And they sent me away to the war. And the band played Waltzing Matilda, As the ship pulled away from the Quay And amidst all the tears, Flagwaving and cheers We sailed off for Gallipoli Well I remember that terrible day When our blood stained the sand and the water And how in that hell that they called Suvla Bay We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter. Johnny Turk he was ready Oh he primed himself well. He rained us with bullets, And he showered us with shells. And in five minutes flat, We w
