xScorn of the Women – Weddings, Parties, Anything
G D
I remember respectfully like others before me
A
All those folk who fell in the war
G D
And I hear you singing songs of lamentation
A D
But I don’t wish to hear them no more
A G A
What did you do in the time of the war? It’s a question asked by everyone
G D A D
I stood in a line my screwdriver in hand making aircraft out at Laverton
G D
So don’t sing no songs about Waltzing Matilda
A G A G
Don’t tell me I tried, don’t tell me I failed
G D
For all I recall is the scorn of the women
A D
And a white feather that I received in the mail
G D
I remember the day I went down to enlist
A
And they said “Read this chart on the wall”
G D
I remember the tone of the voice of the doctor
A D
As he said to me: “That will be all. Thank you very much”
A G A
Riding home slowly I sat on my tram not sure if to laugh or to cry
G D
For to train in the camps, sure, a man needs his lamps
A D
And a good soldier he must have good eyes
Chorus
G D
Well it takes more than bullets to murder and maim
A
Whether worn down or beaten a death’s still a death
G D
And you know sometimes when I think back to the forties
A D
I pray for my very last breath
A
You know I have nothing against those who fought
G A
But for Christ’s sake we do what we can
G D
And there’s more than one way that you can skin a cat
A D
And there’s more than one way you can cripple a man
Chorus
