[00:21.60]Wasted and wounded
[00:24.63]And it ain't what the moon did
[00:28.62]I got what I paid for now
[00:35.46]See you tomorrow
[00:38.64]Hey Frank, can I borrow
[00:44.10]A couple of bucks from you to go
[00:46.50]Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
[00:51.15]You'll go waltzing Matilda with me
[01:05.85]I'm an innocent victim
[01:08.28]Of a blinded alley
[01:12.81]And I'm tired of all these soldiers here
[01:20.19]No one speaks English
[01:23.40]And everything is broken
[01:26.85]And my strength is soaking away to go
[01:30.87]Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
[01:39.21]You'll go waltzing Matilda with me
[01:50.76]Now the dogs they are barking
[01:54.36]And the taxi cab's parking
[01:57.00]A lot they can do for me
[02:05.67]I begged you to stab me
[02:08.43]You tore my shirt open
[02:10.74]And I'm down on my knees tonight
[02:20.07]Old bushills I staggered
[02:22.44]You buried the dagger
[02:33.93]Your silhouette window light, to go
[02:34.71]Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
[02:43.20]You'll go waltzing Matilda with me
[02:49.29]Now I've lost my St. Christopher
[02:53.01]Now that I kissed her
[02:55.98]And the one-armed bandit knows
[03:05.64]And the maverick Chinaman
[03:06.21]With the cold-blooded smile
[03:25.62]And the girls down by the striptease shows go
[03:26.52]Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
[03:27.39]You'll go waltzing Matilda with me
[03:33.36]No, I don't want your sympathy
[03:36.27]Fugitives say
[03:40.29]That the streets ain't for dreaming now
[03:48.00]Manslaughter dragnet
[03:50.76]And the ghost that sells memories
[03:54.18]Want a piece of the action anyhow, go
[04:06.90]Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
[04:11.49]You'll go waltzing Matilda with me
[04:17.61]And you can ask any sailor
[04:21.18]And the keys from the jailor
[04:23.46]And the old men in wheelchairs know
[04:32.10]That Matilda's the defendant
[04:34.35]She killed about a hundred
[04:37.92]And she follows wherever you go
[04:47.22]Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
[04:55.62]You'll go waltzing Matilda with me
[05:01.59]And it's a battered old suitcase
[05:05.04]In a hotel someplace
[05:08.34]And a wound that would never heal
[05:15.72]No prima donnas, the perfume is on
[05:20.85]An old shirt that is stained with blood and whiskey
[05:29.31]And goodnight to the street-sweepers
[05:32.55]The night watchmen, flame-keepers
[05:36.39]And goodnight, Matilda, too
[05:53.52]Goodnight Matilda, too