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 Malitda 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 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 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.

Writer : TOM WAITS
Copyright : Lyrics © BMG GOLD SONGS OBO SIX PALMS MUSIC