Tom Traubert's Blues (Waltzing Matilda) - Rod Stewart

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 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 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.