Luyện nghe bài hát AND THE BAND PLAYED WALTZING MATILDA

"And The Band Waltzing Matilda"
- Bogle

Now when I was a young man, I carried me pack, and I lived the free life of a
From the Murray's green to the dusty outback, well, I waltzed my Matilda all over.
Then in 1915, my country said son, It's time you rambling, there's work to be done.
So they gave me a tin hat, and they gave me a gun, and marched me away to the war.

And the band Waltzing Matilda, as the ship pulled away from the quay
And amidst all the cheers, the and tears, we sailed off for Gallipoli
And how well I remember that terrible day, how our blood the sand and the water
And of how in that hell they called Suvla Bay, we were butchered like lambs at the slaughter.
Johnny Turk he was waiting, he'd primed himself well. He us with bullets,
And he us with shell. And in five minutes flat, he'd blown us all to hell
Nearly blew us right to Australia.

But the played Waltzing Matilda, when we stopped to bury our slain.
We buried ours, and the Turks buried theirs, then we all over again.
And those were left, well we tried to survive, in that mad world of blood, death and fire
And for ten weary weeks, I myself alive, though around me the corpses piled higher
Then a big shell knocked me arse over head, and when I woke up in my hospital bed,
And saw what it had done, well I wished I was dead. Never knew there was things than dyin'.

For I'll go no more waltzing Matilda, all around the green bush far and
To hump and pegs, a man needs both legs-no more waltzing Matilda for me.
So they the crippled, the wounded, the maimed, and they shipped us back home to Australia.
The legless, the armless, the blind, the insane, those proud wounded heroes of
And as our ship pulled into Circular Quay, I looked at the where me legs used to be.
And Christ there was nobody waiting for me, to grieve, to mourn, and to pity.

But the band played Waltzing Matilda, as they carried us the gangway.
But nobody cheered, they stood and stared, then they turned all their faces away
And so now every April, I sit on me porch, and I watch the parades pass me.
And I see my old comrades, how proudly they march, old dreams of past glories
And the old men march slowly, old bones stiff and sore. They're tired old from a forgotten war
And the young people ask, what are they marching for? And I ask myself the question.

But the band plays Waltzing Matilda, and the old men still the call,
But as year year, more old men disappear. Someday no one will march there at all.
Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda, who'll a-waltzing Matilda with me?
And their ghosts may be heard as they march by that billabong, who'll come Matilda with me?

"Matilda" - the and associated gear used by livestock drovers and prospecters
in remote areas of the outback.
"Swag" - sleeping bag
"Billabong" - creek or estuary, generally with an outlet to the sea and containing or less brackish water.

Note:
The Gallipoli Campaign (April 25, 8, 1916),
a major land and sea operation of War I, in which
British, French, Australian, and New Zealand
attempted an invasion of Turkey.
The action was confined to the Strait
and the tip of the Gallipoli (Gelibolu) near
Istanbul. The of the campaign, devised by British
munitions minister David Lloyd George, first of the
admiralty Winston Churchill, General H. Kitchener,
and Admiral H. Carden, was to open up a new
theater of war as an to the stalemate in
France, to relieve Turkish pressure on Russian
in the Caucasus, and, by gaining control of
and the straits, to provide a link with Russia
via the Black Sea. This campaign is significant
for Australians in that it marked the first a major
Australian force was commanded by Australian,
of English, officers.

What initially was to be exclusively a operation
failed in February 1915 when British and French
were damaged by floating mines. A land invasion was
then on, but it was not begun until late April.
An amphibious at that time was met with heavy
resistance by the Turks. Excessive and timorous
leadership by the commander, Sir Ian Hamilton,
resulted in several lost initiatives. headway
was beyond the several beachheads. In early August,
three months of stalemate and stagnation on the
beaches, a new major was begun. Once again,
however, the caution and indifferent leadership
of the British offset the effect of heavy
reinforcements. The Turkish forces, on the hand, were
inspired by the leadership of Mustafa (Kemal Atatrk,
later president of Turkey) and the of their German
commander, Otto Liman von Sanders. After a few more
of stalemate, Hamilton was replaced by Sir Monro,
who was sent to evaluate the situation. recommended
evacuation, and the forces were withdrawn in December
and January. casualties were 205,000 out of 410,000;
the French a rate of 47,000 out of 79,000; Turkish,
250,000 to 300,000 out of 500,000. The badly
the reputations of Churchill, Hamilton, and Kitchener.
Despite its overall failure, however, the campaign
weakened the Turks enough to facilitate the British
of Palestine in 1917. The action also distracted the
from a plan they had in 1915 to begin offensive in France.