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Dead By April Carry Me

Carry me, embrace me, What I win I lose, This is my truth Carry me. Do you see me, do you see me? As I see you, so many tears in me have fallen So many

Carry me, embrace me, What I win I lose, This is my truth Carry me. Do you see me, do you see me? As I see you, so many tears in me have fallen So many

with me? And their ghosts may be heard as they march by that billabong, who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me? *********************************************************************************************** NOTES: "Matilda" - the backpack and associated gear used by

1915 my country said, "Son It's time to stop rambling, there's work to be done" And they gave me a tin hat and they gave me a gun And they sent me away

The afternoon carries up from the hills and you are well and near To fall into the light I follow I feel oh so near When morning doves appear And ghosts of April

As I pass through these hills, blowing over me a dead chill And it blows through my bones, I?m in company of ghosts It?s April 17th, 1843, and I?ve