Wasted and wounded
It ain't what the moon did
I've got what I paid for now
See ya tomorrow
Hey Frank, can I borrow
a couple of bucks from you?
(Chorus:)
[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.
Chorus
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 Bushmill's I staggered
You buried the dagger
in
Your silhouette window light.
Chorus
Now I lost my Saint Christopher
Now that I've
kissed her
And the one-armed bandit knows
And the maverick
Chinamen
And the cold-blooded signs
And the girls down by the
strip-tease shows.
Chorus
No, I don't want your sympathy
The fugitives
say that the streets aren't for dreaming now
Manslaughter
dragnets and the ghosts that sell memories
They want a piece of
the action anyhow.
Chorus
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.
Chorus
And it's a battered old suitcase
To a hotel
someplace
And a wound that will never heal
No prima
donna
The perfume is on
An old shirt that is stained with
blood and whiskey
And goodnight to the street sweepers
The
night watchman flame keepers
And goodnight to Matilda, too.