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  2007-08-04 00:04:21 #2234

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  neduddki

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  HI!
  
  Es Ok is jaccotak, de remlem ezt nem kell senknek bemutani:
  
  ''When I was a young man I carried my pack
  And I lived the free life of a rover
  From the Murrays 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 'cause 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 we sailed away from the quay
  And amidst all the tears and the shouts and the cheers
  We sailed off to Gallipoli
  
  How well I remember that terrible day
  How the 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, he primed himself well
  He chased us with bullets, he rained us with shells
  And in five minutes flat he'd blown us all to hell
  Nearly blew us right back to Australia
  But the band played Waltzing Matilda
  As we stopped to bury our slain
  We buried ours and the Turks buried theirs
  Then we started all over again
  
  Now those that were left, well we tried to survive
  In a mad world of blood, death and fire
  And for ten weary weeks I kept myself alive
  But around me the corpses piled higher
  Then a big Turkish shell knocked me arse over tit
  And when I woke up in my hospital bed
  And saw what it had done, I wished I was dead
  Never knew there were worse things than dying
  For no more I'll go waltzing Matilda
  All around the green bush far and near
  For to hump tent and pegs, a man needs two legs
  No more waltzing Matilda for me
  
  So they collected the cripples, the wounded, the maimed
  And they shipped us back home to Australia
  The armless, the legless, the blind, the insane
  Those proud wounded heroes of Suvla
  And as our ship pulled into Circular Quay
  I looked at the place where my 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
  Then turned all their faces away
  
  And now every April I sit on my porch
  And I watch the parade pass before me
  And I watch my old comrades, how proudly they march
  Reliving old dreams of past glory
  And the old men march slowly, all bent, stiff and sore
  The forgotten heroes from a forgotten war
  And the young people ask, ''What are they marching for?''
  And I ask myself the same question
  And the band plays Waltzing Matilda
  And the old men answer to the call
  But year after year their numbers get fewer
  Some day no one will march there at all
  
  Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
  Who'll come a waltzing Matilda with me
  And their ghosts may be heard as you pass the Billabong
  Who'll come-a-waltzing Matilda with me? ''
  
  Egyszruen imadom!!!:- )))
  
  udv
  
  neduddki

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