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When I was a young man I carried my pack
And I lived the free life of a rover
From the Murrays green basin to the dusty outback
I waltzed my Matilda all over
Then in nineteen fifteen my country said Son
It's time to stop rambling 'cause 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

I [D] wish I was home again, [G] home in my heart again,
It's [D] been a long time since my heart talked to [A]me; [D]
Wastin' my precious days, [G] wishin' my life away,
If [D] wishes were fishes, we'd all cast [A] nets into the [D] sea.

I wish I was young again, my song still be sung again,
The sweet tunes of my life have gone sour and off key;
Writin' my tired old rhymes, tryin' to turn back time,

1. Well, how do you do, Private William McBride,
Do you mind if I sit down here by your graveside?
And rest for awhile in the warm summer sun,
I've been walking all day, and I'm nearly done.
And I see by your gravestone you were only 19
When you joined the glorious fallen in 1916,
Well, I hope you died quick and I hope you died clean
Or, Willie McBride, was it slow and obscene?