Tom Traubert's Blues (Waltzing Matilda)

Wasted and wounded

And it ain't what the moon did

I've got what I paid for now

See you tomorrow

Hey, Frank, can I borrow

A couple of bucks from you to go

Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda

You'll go Waltzing Matilda with me

I'm an innocent victim of a blinded alley

And I'm tired of all these soldiers here

No one speaks English

And everything's broken

And my strength is soaking away, to go

Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda

You'll go Waltzing Matilda with me

Now the dogs, they are barking

And the taxi cab's parking

A lot they can do for me

I begged you to stab me

You tore my shirt open

And I'm down on my knees tonight

Old Bushmills, I staggered

You buried the dagger in

Your silhouette window light, to go

Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda

You'll go Waltzing Matilda with me

Now I've lost my St. Christopher

Now that I've kissed her

And the one-armed bandit knows

And the maverick Chinaman

With the cold-blooded sigh

And the girls down by the striptease shows go

Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda

You'll go Waltzing Matilda with me

No, I don't want your sympathy

Fugitives say that the streets aren't for dreaming now

Manslaughter dragnets and the ghosts that sell memories

Want a piece of the action anyhow, go

Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda

You'll go Waltzing Matilda with me

And you can ask any sailor

And the keys from the jailor

And the old men in wheelchairs know

That Matilda's the defendant

She killed about a hundred

And she follows wherever you may go

Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda

You'll go Waltzing Matilda with me

And it's a battered old suitcase

In a hotel, someplace

And a wound that will never heal

No primadonnas, the perfume is on

An old shirt that is stained with blood and whiskey

And goodnight to the street sweepers

Goodnight, watchman flame keepers

And goodnight, Matilda, too

Goodnight, Matilda, too