Tom Traubert's Blues歌词

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