She came
into your life like the morning sun
Coming through the
bedroom window
She held you with a warmth of love
You'd never know
She kissed you with a kiss
that had no ending
Touched you with angels' fingers
What could you do but fall in love?
You danced on the floor
an d you held her
Like you're never gonna let her go
And you don't remember
anyone else around
The music kept on playing
As you walked through life together
And what could you do but be in love?
Six years on, the flame was bright,
the trees around you told
With pictures of your jour
neys on the wall
You stayed on course
while the world was going crazy
It was so good to be in love
But now she's gone,
you don't know why
She was only sleeping
The sun has bathed the hills
in golden light
You still feel her sunshine,
she is now your dreamin'
The angels came and took her
And when I awoke in the hospital bed
I saw what I'd done
And I wished I was dead,
then I knew there were worse
things than dying
And I'll go no more waltzing Matilda,
all through the green bush far and free
Cause to hunt and tent peg,
a man needs both legs
No more waltzing Matilda for me
They collected the crippled,
the wounded, the maimed,
shipped us all back to Australia
The legless, the armless,
the blind and insane,
the brave wounded heroes of Suvla
And as our ship pulled into
Circular Quay,
I looked at the place where
my legs used to be
And I thank Christ
there was nobody waiting for me
To mourn and to grieve and to pity
And the band played Waltzing Matilda
As they carried us down
the gangway
Nobody cheered,
they just stood and stared
Then turned all their faces away
And now every April I sit on the porch
As I watch the parade pass before me
I see my old comrades,
how proudly they march
Reviving old dreams and past glories
But the old men march slowly,
bone stiff and sore
Tired old men from a tired old war
And the young people ask,
what are they marching for?
And I ask myself the same question
And the band plays Waltzing Matilda
As the old men still answer the call
Year after year more old men disappear
Soon none of them will march there at all
Thank you very much.