Bon Jovi - Waltzing Matilda lyrics
[Bon Jovi - Waltzing Matilda lyrics]
Tom Traubert's Blues tom Wait's (1976)
(Sung by Tico Torres)
Wasted and wounded
It ain't what the mood did
I've got what I prayed for now
I'll see you tomorrow, hey Frank
Can I borrow a couple of bucks from you
To go waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda
You'll go waltzing Mathilda 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 Mathilda
Waltzing Mathilda
You'll go waltzing Mathilda with me
Now I lost my Saint Christopher
Now that I've kissed her
And the one-armed bandit knows
That the maverick Chinaman with
His cold-blooded style
And the girls stand by the strip-tease shows
Go waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda
You'll go waltzing Mathilda with me
Now I don't want your sympathy
The fugitive says
That the streets ain't for dreaming now
Manslaughter dragnets and the ghosts
That sell memories
Want a piece of the action anyhow
Go waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda
You'll go waltzing Mathilda with me
It's a battered old suitcase
In a hotel someplace
And a wound that will never heal
No prima donnas, the perfume is on
It's an old shirt that's stained
With blood and whiskey
And goodnight to the street
Sweepers, the night watchmen, the flame
Keepers goodnight Mathilda, too
And Goodnight Mathilda, too
(Sung by Tico Torres)
Wasted and wounded
It ain't what the mood did
I've got what I prayed for now
I'll see you tomorrow, hey Frank
Can I borrow a couple of bucks from you
To go waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda
You'll go waltzing Mathilda 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 Mathilda
Waltzing Mathilda
You'll go waltzing Mathilda with me
Now I lost my Saint Christopher
Now that I've kissed her
And the one-armed bandit knows
That the maverick Chinaman with
His cold-blooded style
And the girls stand by the strip-tease shows
Go waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda
You'll go waltzing Mathilda with me
Now I don't want your sympathy
The fugitive says
That the streets ain't for dreaming now
Manslaughter dragnets and the ghosts
That sell memories
Want a piece of the action anyhow
Go waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda
You'll go waltzing Mathilda with me
It's a battered old suitcase
In a hotel someplace
And a wound that will never heal
No prima donnas, the perfume is on
It's an old shirt that's stained
With blood and whiskey
And goodnight to the street
Sweepers, the night watchmen, the flame
Keepers goodnight Mathilda, too
And Goodnight Mathilda, too