youtu.be/9ZmqbcBsTAw?list=PLA0DBD05C9C9005BE Wasted and wounded, it aint what the moon did, Ive got what I paid for now See you tomorrow, hey Frank, can I borrow a couple of bucks from you To go waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda, Youll go waltzing Mathilda 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 Stacys are soaking wet To go waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda, Youll go waltzing Mathilda with me Now the dogs are barking and the taxi cabs parking A lot they can do for me I begged you to stab me, you tore my shirt open, And Im down on my knees tonight Old Bushmills I staggered, youd bury the dagger In your silhouette window light go To go waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda, Youll go waltzing Mathilda with me Now I lost my Saint Christopher now that Ive 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, go Waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda, Youll go waltzing Mathilda with me No, I dont want your sympathy, the fugitives say That the streets arent for dreaming now And manslaughter dragnets and the ghosts that sell memories, They want a piece of the action anyhow Go waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda, Youll go waltzing Mathilda with me And you can ask any sailor, and the keys from the jailor, And the old men in wheelchairs know And Mathildas the defendant, she killed about a hundred, And she follows wherever you may go Waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda, Youll go waltzing Mathilda with me And its 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 watchmen flame keepers And goodnight to Mathilda, too
Posted on: Sun, 28 Sep 2014 15:22:27 +0000
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