Wasted and wounded, 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 Stacys are soaking wet To go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda, you'll go waltzing Matilda with me
Now the dogs 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 Saint Christopher, now that I’ve kissed her And the one-arm 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, the fugitives say That the streets aren't for dreaming now And manslaughter dragnet and the ghosts that sell memories They 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 to a hotel someplace, and a wound that will never heal No prima donnas, the perfume is on an old shirt that is stained with blood and whiskey And goodnight to the street sweepers, the night watchmen flame keepers And goodnight Matilda too
Wasted and wounded, 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 Stacys are soaking wet To go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda, you'll go waltzing Matilda with me
Now the dogs 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 Saint Christopher, now that I’ve kissed her And the one-arm 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, the fugitives say That the streets aren't for dreaming now And manslaughter dragnet and the ghosts that sell memories They 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 to a hotel someplace, and a wound that will never heal No prima donnas, the perfume is on an old shirt that is stained with blood and whiskey And goodnight to the street sweepers, the night watchmen flame keepers And goodnight Matilda too
