Joan Baez - And the Band Played Waltzing Matilda video free download


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(See Lyrics below.) A song about a young Australian soldier maimed during the Battle of Gallipoli (1915) during the First World War; written by Eric Bogle in 1972. The paintings of Degas, Sargent, and the visual arts of Spadecaller, augment the song's theme.

LYRICS:

Now when I was a young lad I carried me pack

And I lived the free life of the rover.

From the Murray's green banks, to the dusty outback

While I waltzed my Matilda all over.

Then in 1915, my country said, 'Son,

It's time you stop ramblin', there's work to be done.'

So they gave me a tin hat, and they gave me a gun,

And they marched me away to the war.

And the band played 'Waltzing Matilda,'

As the ship pulled away from the quay,

Amidst the songs and the cheers, the flag waving, and tears,

We sailed off for Gallipoli.

And how well I remember that terrible day,

How our blood stained the sand we call Suvla Bay

We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter.

The big Turkish shell caught 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 worse things than dying.

So I'll go no more 'Waltzing Matilda,'

or through the green bush bars and wide

For to hunt and tent peg a man needs both legs,

No more 'Waltzing Matilda' for me.

They gathered the injured, the wounded, the maimed,

And they shipped us all back to Australia.

The armless, the legless, the blind, the insane,

Those proud wounded heroes of Suvla.

And as our ship sailed into Circular Quay,

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

And thanked Christ there was nobody waiting for me,

To mourn, and to grieve, and to pity.

And the band played "Waltzing Matilda"

As they wheeled us down the gangway.

And nobody cheered, they just stood and stared.

And they all turned their faces away.

And the band still plays 'Waltzing Matilda,'

And the young men still answer the call,

But as year follows year, those old men disappear

Someday, no one will march there at all.

Waltzing Mathilda, Waltzing Mathilda

Who'll come a-waltzing Mathilda with me

And their ghosts may be heard as you pass the Billabong

Who'll come a-waltzing Mathilda with me ?

Comments

3 years ago

MyMoppet52

This song speaks for itself. 

3 years ago

Johnnyc drums

This song speaks for itself. 

3 years ago

Jean AArouet

By the way Israel offered to the German Military that it would rout the British in the middle East for them....one of the many truths the allied governments chose to hide from us...the 'truth' according to the victors is never truth.

3 years ago

Jean AArouet

Avanti WW1 was a project of the Central bankers. After Jeckyl Island's appalling decision and the 1913 ratification of it the Central Bankers assassins from the Masonic Lodge assassinated Archduke Ferdinand and his wife, knowing that would begin their next profiteering on a grand scale. By 1921 they had Russia under their Zionist government and by 1921 a promise from Britain 'the new Israel' that Palestine would be handed over as a zionist 'homeland'. The Reich accommodated that from 1934 onwards after a conference with the Zionist hierarchy...a very amicable one...and Israel commenced. The Allied story is just a load of humbug to enable the Zionists to take their part in the New World Order...so far subsidised to $400B by US taxpayers...without all the proceeds of crime. Needless to say if has its Masonic culture and well as its stone-age rabbis and their so called 'word of god' religion. If you read the Torah/Talmud with intelligence you'll see what out and out conniving brutes they were/are....if you are a goy you are just human cattle...but the atrocities they can commit 'without guilt' indicate how primitive they are.

3 years ago

Larry Betty

Silver younger devel

3 years ago

Respiro Furioso

great, as Rod Stewards and Tom Waits versions!!!

3 years ago

Berkay Biltekin

Greetings from Gallipoli :D nice song

3 years ago

Terry Devlin

After Gallipoli 100 years.. Joan Baez.. Waltzing Matilda..

3 years ago

m4yb

Have just bought tix to see her live. Will be very teary if she sings this!

3 years ago

Avanti Halfhorse

Well, the time has come to piss people off again...But first, some clarifications: I am not attacking either the soldiers of either Australia or New Zealand, be they killed in action, missing in action or returned servicemen/servicewomen, nor am I attacking the families of these people for remembering their loved ones.This being said, time to start pissing people off.I am going to start this essay with a passage from the Dawn Service that I attended this morning:Psalm 461 God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble.2 Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea,3 though its waters roar and foam and the mountains quake with their surging.4 There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God, the holy place where the Most High dwells.5 God is within her, she will not fall; God will help her at break of day.6 Nations are in uproar, kingdoms fall; he lifts his voice, the earth melts.7 The Lord Almighty is with us; the God of Jacob is our fortress.8 Come and see what the Lord has done, the desolations he has brought on the earth.9 He makes wars cease to the ends of the earth. He breaks the bow and shatters the spear; he burns the shields with fire.10 He says, “Be still, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth.”11 The Lord Almighty is with us; the God of Jacob is our fortress.Alright, I get it, the original ANZACs were mostly God-Fearing men and women who were inspired by this chapter of Psalms, but for someone like me, I was immediately displeased. If you want to hold a religious ANZAC memorial, please go to your local church and do it there. For people like me, all I could do was scoff at this praise of 'God's almighty power' because all I was thinking was "yep, 37 millions people killed or wounded in the First World War, good work there God."ANZAC day isn't about worshipping God in whatever form you wish to do so, it's about remembering and honouring those people who have served in the conflicts Australia and New Zealand have been in, be they those who have given their lives, or those who have returned from the conflicts. God served no parts in these wars except as a figure to inspire duty. To kill the enemy was doing "God's will", something we certainly aren't having trouble with nowadays (*cough* ISIS *cough* religious fanaticism *cough* radical *cough* religious persecution of basically everyone nowadays it seems *cough cough cough*). You want to claim God played their part in this? Then be honest; God stopped no wars.But this isn't a religious rant, to be fair my disgust with what ANZAC day seems to have become runs SO much deeper.Of late I have heard a lot of people asking "What is the ANZAC spirit?"Well let me tell you what I think it is; it's the Australian Spirit thrown into war. There's no other way to put it. The Australian involvement in WW1 was Australian men put to war, to face things that even living on this continent hadn't prepared them for, but doing what they could to survive anyways.ANZAC soldiers did this not because of some duty to crown or country, but because it was who they were; people who didn't give up on their friends, who used what they had to get the job done and to dig in and push hard when the going got tough.There is nothing overly special about the ANZAC spirit, it's just being Australian in combat and to be fair, it could be seen in the soldiers of other countries. There is no 'fighting for greater glory' in the actions of some, they do it because they're rescuing friends, mates, fellow soldiers. A lot of the recent recipients of the Australian Victoria's Cross, when asked why they did what they did, simply said they did it because people were hurt, trapped or needed rescue and knew that had the tables been reversed, their comrades would have done the same.The ANZAC spirit is a sense of camaraderie between friends and fellows, the sort that ran through Australians at the time.THIS IS NOT TO BE USED AS A TOOL OF PROPAGANDA OR RECRUITMENT.The part that made me most sick is how this is used. In the First World War, there was no war of ideology or philosophy. It was a war of flailing empires trying to bolster their fragile egos. People died or were left horrendously crippled for ideas that they did not understand. Even today, I doubt anyone could tell me why Australia was involved other than from a sense of Duty to a crown on the other side of the world, or why the war even started in the first place.And to be honest, until recently, it was better to die in the service than to be given a medical discharge or return alive, or have Australians already forgotten the words of the song "I was only 19"?We shouldn't praise the ANZACs for their sacrifices, we should remember their sacrifices mournfully, that friends, parents, children died for or because of the ideals of someone else, because others felt it better to resort to violence.Australians went to war, to their deaths, because someone else sent them there.I always dreamed when I was younger that the world would get better and when I was an old old horse, I could stand by an ANZAC parade and watch the flags of empty battalions and squadrons walk past, not one person of my generation marching past having served in wars or conflicts (peace keeping operations excluded), but now I'll see people who probably graduated from school the same year as I did march past with medals pinned to the left of their chest from Afghanistan and Iraq, nerves still shot to hell from the nightmares they witnessed, worrying that the future generations will also have to face the horrors and nightmares they faced in war. (Shit, The Hunger Games just made a bit more sense...)Am I anti-war? What are you, stupid? Of course I am. If Australia was invaded or a civil war of sorts broke out, I would be a partisan of the Australian ideals, but I will never be a soldier. I know too much about the games played by those with no respect for human life and no chance of being in real danger that we call the leaders of our nations.If I have a political agenda that comes from today, it's this; ANZAC day is neither a day of God nor politics. It's a day to remember the tragedies that befell the Australians who saw combat, be they those who are still buried in Gallipoli, the Western Fronts of WW1 or any other place in the world, buried here in Australia or still alive, battling their own ghosts and hope that one day, we can do away with war...

3 years ago

James G

Listening to this beautiful cover for ANZAC Day.

3 years ago

Mark Saunders

ERIC BOGLE (1972)Now when I was a young lad I carried me packAnd I lived the free life of the rover.From the Murray's green banks, to the dusty outbackWhile I waltzed my Matilda all over.Then in 1915, my country said, 'Son, It's time you stop ramblin', there's work to be done.' So they gave me a tin hat, and they gave me a gun,And they marched me away to the war.And the band played 'Waltzing Matilda,'As the ship pulled away from the quay, Amidst the songs and the cheers, the flag waving, and tears, We sailed off for Gallipoli.And how well I remember that terrible day, How our blood stained the sand we call Suvla Bay We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter. The big Turkish shell caught 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 worse things than dying.So I'll go no more 'Waltzing Matilda,'or through the green bush bars and wideFor to hunt and tent peg a man needs both legs, No more 'Waltzing Matilda' for me.They gathered the injured, the wounded, the maimed,And they shipped us all back to Australia. The armless, the legless, the blind, the insane,Those proud wounded heroes of Suvla.And as our ship sailed into Circular Quay, I looked at the place where me legs used to be, And thanked Christ there was nobody waiting for me,To mourn, and to grieve, and to pity.And the band played "Waltzing Matilda"As they wheeled us down the gangway. And nobody cheered, they just stood and stared.And they all turned their faces away.And the band still plays 'Waltzing Matilda,' And the young men still answer the call, But as year follows year, those old men disappearSomeday, no one will march there at all.Waltzing Mathilda, Waltzing Mathilda Who'll come a-waltzing Mathilda with me And their ghosts may be heard as you pass the BillabongWho'll come a-waltzing Mathilda with me ?

3 years ago

Minoru Mike Aoki

ジョアン・バエズの素晴らしい反戦歌!!!泣けてきます。“戦争反対”

3 years ago

Michael Glyn

dying for which king and which country...?

3 years ago

MrBz123wee

cant believe she sung this aussie song

3 years ago

darkiee69

WTF??? She left out a verse and a half? Only thing I like about this version is the dobro.

3 years ago

rob the log

Lest we forget.

3 years ago

Joseph Lennonova

A beautiful tribute to the brave Aussie diggers! Wonderful Joan!

3 years ago

Jill Barker

Lovely version... Great singer.

3 years ago

Joseph Ledoux

They did what had had to be done nothing more nothing less. My Great grand father was blinded by gas in the great war , in the trenches of France. With his fellow Canadian's. 

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