Tom Traubert's Blues (Waltzing Matilda)
Wasted and woundedAnd it ain't what the moon didI got what I paid for nowSee you tomorrowHey Frank can I borrowA couple of bucks from youTo go waltzing Matilda waltzing MatildaYou'll go waltzing Matilda with me
I'm an innocent victimof a blinded alleyAnd I'm tired of all these soldiers hereNo-one speaks EnglishAnd everything's brokenAnd my strength is soaking awayTo go waltzing Matilda, waltzing MatildaYou'll go a waltzing Malitda with me
Now I've lost my St. ChristopherNow that I kissed herAnd the one-arm bandit knowsAnd the maverick Chinamanwith the cold-blooded sighAnd the girls down by the striptease shows goWaltzing Matilda, waltzing MatildaYou'll go a waltzing Matilda with me
No I don't want your sympathyFugitives saythat the streets aren't for dreaming nowManslaughter dragnetand the ghost that sells memoriesWant a piece of the action anyhowGo waltzing Matilda, waltzing MatildaYou'll go waltzing Matilda with me
And it's a battered old suitcasein a hotel someplaceAnd a wound that would never healNo prima donnas the perfume is onand old shirt that is stained with blood and whiskeyAnd goodnight to the street-sweepers,The night watchmen flame-keepersAnd goodnight Matilda tooGoodnight Matilda too.