Luyện nghe bài hát And The Band Played Waltzing Matilda

When I was a man I carried my pack
And I lived the life of a rover
From the murrays green basin to the outback
I waltzed my all over
Then in nineteen fifteen my said son
It's time to stop 'cause there's work to be

So they gave me a tin hat and they me a gun
And sent me away to the war
And the band played matilda
As we sailed away from the
And amidst all the tears and the and the

We off for gallipoli
How well I that terrible day
the blood stained the sand and the water
And how in that hell that called suvla bay
We butchered like lambs at the slaughter
Johnny turk he was ready, he himself well
He showered us bullets, and he rained us with

And in five flat he'd blown us all to hell
blew us right back to Australia
And the band played matilda
As we stopped to our slain
And we buried ours and the turks buried
it started all over again
Now those who living did their best to survive
In mad world of dust, blood and fire
And for seven long weeks I kept myself
while the corpses around me piled
a big turkish shell knocked me arse over tit
And when I in my hospital bed
And saw they had done, christ I wished I was

Never knew there were worse than dying
and no more I'll go waltzing
to the green bushes so far and
For to hump tent and pegs, a man two legs
No waltzing matilda for me
So they collected the cripples, the and

And they shipped us back to Australia
the legless, the armless, the blind and
Those proud wounded of suvla
And as our ship pulled circular quay
I looked at the place me legs used to be
And thank there was nobody waiting for me
To and to mourn and to pity
And the played waltzing matilda
As they carried us the gangway
But cheered, they just stood and stared
and they turned their away
And now every I sit on my porch
And I watch the pass before me
I see my old comrades, how proudly they
Reliving their of past glory
I see the old men, all twisted and
The heroes of a forgotten war
And the young people ask me, who are the
for?
And I ask myself the same
And the band waltzing matilda
And the old men still answer the
But year after year their numbers get
Some day no one will march at all
Waltzing matilda, matilda
Who'll go a-waltzing matilda me?