Tom Waits - Tom Traubert's Blues Lyrics
Wasted and wounded, it aint what the moon did, Ive got what I paid for nowSee you tomorrow, hey frank, can I borrow a couple of bucks from youTo go waltzing mathilda, waltzing mathilda,Youll go waltzing mathilda with meIm an innocent victim of a blinded alleyAnd Im tired of all these soldiers hereNo one speaks english, and everythings broken, and my stacys are soaking wetTo go waltzing mathilda, waltzing mathilda,Youll go waltzing mathilda with meNow the dogs are barking and the taxi cabs parkingA lot they can do for meI begged you to stab me, you tore my shirt open,And Im down on my knees tonightOld bushmills I staggered, youd bury the daggerIn your silhouette window light goTo go waltzing mathilda, waltzing mathilda,Youll go waltzing mathilda with meNow I lost my saint christopher now that Ive kissed herAnd the one-armed bandit knowsAnd the maverick chinamen, and the cold-blooded signs,And the girls down by the strip-tease shows, goWaltzing mathilda, waltzing mathilda,Youll go waltzing mathilda with meNo, I dont want your sympathy, the fugitives sayThat the streets arent for dreaming nowAnd manslaughter dragnets and the ghosts that sell memories,They want a piece of the action anyhowGo waltzing mathilda, waltzing mathilda,Youll go waltzing mathilda with meAnd you can ask any sailor, and the keys from the jailor,And the old men in wheelchairs knowAnd mathildas the defendant, she killed about a hundred,And she follows wherever you may goWaltzing mathilda, waltzing mathilda,Youll go waltzing mathilda with meAnd its a battered old suitcase to a hotel someplace,And a wound that will never healNo prima donna, the perfume is on anOld shirt that is stained with blood and whiskeyAnd goodnight to the street sweepers, the night watchmen flame keepersAnd goodnight to mathilda, too
