Waltzing Matilda - Slim Dusty

Once a jolly swagman camped by a billabong,

Under the shade of a coolibah tree.

And he sang as he watched and waited 'til his billy boiled,

«You'll come a-waltzing, Matilda, with me.»

Down came a jumbuck to drink at the billabong;

Up jumped the swagman and grabbed him with glee.

And he sang as he shoved that jumbuck in his tuckerbag,

«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 shoved that jumbuck in his tuckerbag,

«You'll come a-waltzing, Matilda, with me.»

Up rode the squatter, mounted on his thoroughbred;

Down came the troopers -- one, two, three.

«Where's that jolly jumbuck you’ve got in your tuckerbag?

You’ll come a-waltzing, Matilda, with me.»

Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda,

You’ll come a-waltzing, Matilda, with me.

«Where's that jolly jumbuck you’ve got in your tuckerbag?

You’ll come a-waltzing, Matilda, with me.»

Up jumped the swagman and sprang into the billabong;

«You'll never catch me alive,"said he.

And his ghost may be heard as you pass by that billabong,

«You'll come a-waltzing, Matilda, with me.»

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.»