Waltzing Matilda - Peter Dawson
Once a jolly swagman, camp'd by a billabong,
Under the shade of a coolibah tree,
And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boiled,
You'll come a waltzing matilda with me.
Waltzing matilda, waltzing matilda,
You'll come a waltzing matilda with me,
And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boiled,
You'll come a waltzing matilda with me.
Down came a jumbuck to drink at that billabong,
Up jumped the swagman and grabbed him with glee,
And he sang as he shaoved that jumbuck in his tucker bag,
You'll come a waltzing matilda with me.
Waltzing matilda, waltzing matilda,
You'll come a waltzing matilda with me,
And he sang as he shaoved that jumbuck in his tucker bag,
You'll come a waltzing matilda with me.
Up rode the squatter mounted on his thoroughbred,
Up through the troopers, one, two, three,
With that jolly jumbuck you've got in your tucker bag?
You'll come a waltzing matilda with me.
Waltzing matilda, waltzing matilda,
You'll come a waltzing matilda with me,
With that jolly jumbuck you've got in your tucker bag?
You'll come a waltzing matilda with me.
Up jumped the swagman, sprang into the billabong,
You'll never take me alive, said he
And his ghost may be heard as you pass by that billabong,
You'll never take me alive, said he
Waltzing matilda, waltzing matilda,
You'll come a waltzing matilda with me,
And his ghost may be heard as you pass by that billabong,
You'll come a waltzing matilda with me.
You'll come a waltzing matilda with me.
