Wasted and wounded
And it aint 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
Youll go waltzing Matilda with me
Im an innocent victim of a blinded alley
And Im tired of all these soldiers here
No-one speaks English and everythings broken
And my strength is soaking away
To go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
Youll go a waltzing Matilda with me
Now Ive 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
Youll go a waltzing Matilda with me
No I dont want your sympathy, fugitives say
That the streets arent for dreaming now
Manslaughter dragnet
And the ghost that sells memories
Want a piece of the action anyhow
Go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
Youll go waltzing Matilda with me
And its 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 its goodnight to the street-sweepers
The night watchmen flame-keepers
And goodnight Matilda too
Goodnight Matilda too