(Tom Waits)
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Wasted and wounded
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And it ain't what the moon did
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I got what I paid for now
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See you tomorrow
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Hey Frank can I borrow
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A couple of bucks from you
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To go waltzing Matilda waltzing Matilda
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You'll go waltzing Matilda with me
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I'm an innocent victim
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of a blinded alley
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And I'm tired of all these soldiers here
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No-one speaks English
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And everything's broken
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And my Stacy's are soaking wet
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To go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
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You'll go a waltzing Malitda with me
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Now the dogs they are barking
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and the taxi cab's parking
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A lot they can do for me
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I begged you to stab me
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You tore my shirt open
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And I'm down on my knees tonight
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Old bushmills I staggered
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You buried the dagger
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Your silhouette window light
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To go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
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You'll go a waltzing Matilda with me
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Now I've lost my St. Christopher
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Now that I kissed her
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And the one-armed bandit knows
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And the maverick Chinaman
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with the cold-blooded sigh
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And the girls down by the striptease shows go
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Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
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You'll go a waltzing Matilda with me
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No I don't want your sympathy
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Fugitives say
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that the streets aren't for dreaming now
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Manslaughter dragnet
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and the ghosts that sell memories
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They want a piece of the action anyhow
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Go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
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You'll go waltzing Matilda with me
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And you can ask any sailor
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And the keys from the jailor
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And the old men in wheelchairs know
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That Matilda's the defendant
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She killed about a hundred
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And she follows wherever you may go
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Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
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You'll go waltzing Matilda with me
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And it's a battered old suitcase
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in a hotel someplace
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And a wound that would never heal
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No prima donnas the perfume is on
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and old shirt that is stained with blood and whiskey
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And goodnight to the street-sweepers,
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The night watchmen flame-keepers
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And goodnight Matilda too
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TOM TRAUBERT'S BLUES(Waltzing Matilda)
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| Rod Stewart |
