Lirik Lagu Tom Trauberts Blues (Waltzing Matilda) - Rod Stewart
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Wasted and woundedAnd it ain't what the moon didI got what I paid for nowSee you tomorrowHey Frank can I borrowA couple of bucks from youTo go waltzing Matilda waltzing MatildaYou'll go waltzing Matilda with me
I'm an innocent victimof a blinded alleyAnd I'm tired of all these soldiers hereNo-one speaks EnglishAnd everything's brokenAnd my Stacy's are soaking wetTo go waltzing Matilda, waltzing MatildaYou'll go a waltzing Malitda with me
Now the dogs they are barkingand the taxi cab's parkingA lot they can do for meI begged you to stab meYou tore my shirt openAnd I'm down on my knees tonight
Old bushmills I staggeredYou buried the daggerYour silhouette window lightTo go waltzing Matilda, waltzing MatildaYou'll go a waltzing Matilda with me
Now I've lost my St. ChristopherNow that I kissed herAnd the one-armed bandit knowsAnd the maverick Chinamanwith the cold-blooded sighAnd the girls down by the striptease shows goWaltzing Matilda, waltzing MatildaYou'll go a waltzing Matilda with me
No I don't want your sympathyFugitives saythat the streets aren't for dreaming nowManslaughter dragnetand the ghosts that sell memoriesThey want a piece of the action anyhowGo waltzing Matilda, waltzing MatildaYou'll go waltzing Matilda with me
And you can ask any sailorAnd the keys from the jailorAnd the old men in wheelchairs knowThat Matilda's the defendantShe cured about a hundredAnd she follows wherever you may goWaltzing Matilda, waltzing MatildaYou'll go waltzing Matilda with me
And it's a battered old suitcasein a hotel someplaceAnd a wound that would never healNo prima donnas the perfume is onand old shirt that is stained with blood and whiskeyAnd goodnight to the street-sweepers,The night watchmen flame-keepersAnd goodnight Matilda too
I'm an innocent victimof a blinded alleyAnd I'm tired of all these soldiers hereNo-one speaks EnglishAnd everything's brokenAnd my Stacy's are soaking wetTo go waltzing Matilda, waltzing MatildaYou'll go a waltzing Malitda with me
Now the dogs they are barkingand the taxi cab's parkingA lot they can do for meI begged you to stab meYou tore my shirt openAnd I'm down on my knees tonight
Old bushmills I staggeredYou buried the daggerYour silhouette window lightTo go waltzing Matilda, waltzing MatildaYou'll go a waltzing Matilda with me
Now I've lost my St. ChristopherNow that I kissed herAnd the one-armed bandit knowsAnd the maverick Chinamanwith the cold-blooded sighAnd the girls down by the striptease shows goWaltzing Matilda, waltzing MatildaYou'll go a waltzing Matilda with me
No I don't want your sympathyFugitives saythat the streets aren't for dreaming nowManslaughter dragnetand the ghosts that sell memoriesThey want a piece of the action anyhowGo waltzing Matilda, waltzing MatildaYou'll go waltzing Matilda with me
And you can ask any sailorAnd the keys from the jailorAnd the old men in wheelchairs knowThat Matilda's the defendantShe cured about a hundredAnd she follows wherever you may goWaltzing Matilda, waltzing MatildaYou'll go waltzing Matilda with me
And it's a battered old suitcasein a hotel someplaceAnd a wound that would never healNo prima donnas the perfume is onand old shirt that is stained with blood and whiskeyAnd goodnight to the street-sweepers,The night watchmen flame-keepersAnd goodnight Matilda too
