Now when I was a young man I carried me 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 1915 my coutry said "Son,
its 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 amid all the tears, flag-waving and cheers,
We sailed off to Gallipoli.
Well I remember that terrible day,
