The Waltzing Cat - Leonard Slatkin & St. Louis Symphony Orchestra

Who gave them the right Waltzing back into your life? Your life, your life? Now I feel fear I wish that they'd never come here Here, here What they gonna do? What they gonna say Taking you away From my life? My life, my life? Say, what they gonna do? What they gonna say Taking you away From my life? My life, my life? Who gave them the right Turning it back into light Tonight, tonight? And then I felt fear I wished that they'd never come here Here, here What they gonna do? What they gonna say Taking you away From my life? My life, my life? Oh, I don't wanna line I wanna shine I wanna say Cause it's your life Your life, your life La... La... La... Who gave them the right? The right? The right? Who gave them the right? The right? The right? Who gave them the right? The right? The right? Who gave them the right? The right? The right?

When I was a young man I carried me pack And I lived the free life of the rover From the Murray's green basin to the dusty outback I waltzed my Matilda all over Then in 1915 my country said: Son, It's 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 When the ship pulled away from the quay And amid all the tears, flag waving and cheers We sailed off for Gallipoli It well I remember that terrible day When our blood stained the sand and the water And how in that hell they call Suvla Bay We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter Johnny Turk, he was ready, he primed himself well He rained us with bullets, and he showered us with shell And in five minutes flat, we were all blown to hell He nearly blew us back home to Australia And the band played Waltzing Matilda When we stopped to bury our slain Well we buried ours and the Turks buried theirs Then it started all over again Oh those that were living just tried to survive In that mad world of blood, death and fire And for ten weary weeks I kept myself alive While around me the corpses piled higher Then a big Turkish shell knocked me arse over head And when I awoke in me hospital bed And saw what it had done, I wished I was dead I never knew there was worse things than dying Oh no more I'll go Waltzing Matilda All around the green bush far and near For to hump tent and pegs, a man needs both legs No more waltzing Matilda for me They collected the wounded, the crippled, the maimed And they shipped us back home to Australia The armless, the legless, the blind and the insane Those proud wounded heroes of Suvla And when the ship pulled into Circular Quay I looked at the place where me legs used to be And thank Christ there was no one there waiting for me To grieve and to mourn and to pity And the Band played Waltzing Matilda When they carried us down the gangway Oh nobody cheered, they just stood there and stared Then they turned all their faces away Now every April I sit on my porch And I watch the parade pass before me I see my old comrades, how proudly they march Renewing their dreams of past glories I see the old men all tired, stiff and worn Those weary old heroes of 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 still answer the call But year after year, their numbers get fewer Someday, 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 they march by the billabong So who'll come a-Waltzing Matilda with me?

If all of the stars were a million guitars And the moon was the girl that I loved If they played for me and to each melody We could dance in the heavens above If all of my wishes turned out to be kisses From an angle's sweet face full of charm Make believe this is real than you know how I feel When I'm waltzing with you in my arms Waltzing with my darling In a paradise with my girl The moment I found you My heart left the ground To go waltzing on top of the world If all of the stars should lay down their guitars That never would mean we should pulse The man in the moon might cartoon to this tone And play our love song while we waltz We will go round on dancing and find Sweet romancing when we linger to love Oh darling, how sweet you're twinging Your feet from a silver lined cloud high above Waltzing with my darling In a paradise with my girl The moment I found you My heart left the ground To go waltzing on top of the world