Rod Stewart Tom Traubert's Blues (Waltzing Matilda) Lyrics
            Wasted and wounded
            And it ain't what the moon did
            I 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 a 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
            Your silhouette window light
            To go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
            You'll go a waltzing Matilda with me
        
            Now I've lost my St. Christopher
            Now that I've kissed her
            And the one-arm bandit knows
            And the maverick Chinaman
            with the cold-blooded signs
            And the girls down by the striptease shows go
            Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
            You'll go a waltzing Matilda with me
        
            No I don't want your sympathy
            Fugitives say
            that the streets aren't for dreaming now
            Manslaughter dragnet
            and the ghost that sells 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 would never heal
            No prima donnas the perfume is on
            and old shirt that is stained with blood and whiskey
            And goodnight to the street-sweepers,
            The night watchmen flame-keepers
            And goodnight Matilda too
            Goodnight Matilda too.
        
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