Once a jolly swagman camped by a billabong, Under the shade of a coolibah tree. He sang and he watched and waited 'til his billy boiled, "You'll come a-waltzing, Matilda, with me."
Waltzing Matilda, Matilda, my darlin', You'll come a-waltzing, Matilda, with me. He sang and he watched and waited 'til his billy boiled, "You'll come a-waltzing, Matilda, with me."
Well, down came a jumbuck to drink at the billabong; Up jumped the swagman and grabbed him with glee. He laughed as he stowed the jumbuck in his tucker-bag, "You'll come a-waltzing, Matilda, with me."
Waltzing Matilda, Matilda, my darlin', You'll come a-waltzing, Matilda, with me. He laughed as he stowed the jumbuck in his tucker-bag, "You'll come a-waltzing, Matilda, with me."
Well, up rode the squatter, mounted on his thoroughbred; Up rode the troopers - one, two, three. "Where's that jolly jumbuck you've got in your tucker-bag? You'll come a-waltzing, Matilda, with me."
Waltzing Matilda, Matilda, my darlin', You'll come a-waltzing, Matilda, with me. "Where's that jolly jumbuck you've got in your tucker-bag? You'll come a-waltzing, Matilda, with me."
Well, up jumped the swagman and jumped into the billabong; "You'll never take me alive," said he. His ghost may be heard as you pass by the billabong, "You'll come a-waltzing, Matilda, with me."
Waltzing Matilda, Matilda, my darlin', You'll come a-waltzing, Matilda, with me. His ghost may be heard as you pass by the billabong, "You'll come a-waltzing, Matilda, with me."Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
