Now when [G]I was a [C]young man I[G] carried me [Em]pack
And I [G]lived the free [D7]life of the [G]rover.
From the Murry's green basin to the dusty outback,
Well, I waltzed my Matilda all over.
Then in [D7]1915 my [C]country said, [G]"Son,
It's [D7]time you stop rambling, there's [C]work to be [G]done."
So they [G]gave me a [C]tin hat and they [G]gave me a [Em]gun
And they [G]marched me aw-[D7]ay to the [G]war.
And the [G]band played [C]Waltzing Ma-[G]tilda,
As the [G]ship pulled aw-[C]ay from the [D7]quay
And [C]midst all the cheers, flag [G]waving and [Em]tears,
We [G]sailed off for [D7]Gallipo-[G]li