Tom Traubert's Blues Lyrics

Song	Tom Traubert's Blues
Artist	Rod Stewart
Album	Lead Singer
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	Wasted and wounded, it ain’t what the moon did, I’ve got what I paid for now
	See you tomorrow, hey Frank, can I borrow a couple of bucks from you
	To go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda, you'll go waltzing Matilda 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 Matilda, waltzing Matilda, you'll go waltzing Matilda with me

	Now the dogs are barking and the taxi cab's parking, a lot they can do for me
	I begged you to stab me, you tore my shirt open, and I'm down on my knees tonight
	Old Bushmills I staggered, you buried the dagger in your silhouette window light
	To go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda, you'll go waltzing Matilda with me

	Now I've lost my Saint Christopher, now that I’ve kissed her
	And the one-arm bandit knows
	And the maverick Chinaman with the cold-blooded sigh
	And the girls down by the striptease shows
	Go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda, you'll go waltzing Matilda with me

	No I don't want your sympathy, the fugitives say
	That the streets aren't for dreaming now
	And manslaughter dragnet and the ghosts that sell memories
	They want a piece of the action anyhow
	Go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda, you'll go waltzing Matilda with me

	And you can ask any sailor, and the keys from the jailor,
	And the old men in wheelchairs know, that Matilda's the defendant
	She killed about a hundred, and she follows wherever you may go
	Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda, you'll go waltzing Matilda with me

	And it's a battered old suitcase to a hotel someplace, and a wound that will never heal
	No prima donnas, the perfume is on an old shirt that is stained with blood and whiskey
	And goodnight to the street sweepers, the night watchmen flame keepers
	And goodnight Matilda too

	Wasted and wounded, it ain' t what the moon did, I' ve got what I paid for now
	See you tomorrow, hey Frank, can I borrow a couple of bucks from you
	To go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda, you' ll go waltzing Matilda 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 Matilda, waltzing Matilda, you' ll go waltzing Matilda with me

	Now the dogs are barking and the taxi cab' s parking, a lot they can do for me
	I begged you to stab me, you tore my shirt open, and I' m down on my knees tonight
	Old Bushmills I staggered, you buried the dagger in your silhouette window light
	To go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda, you' ll go waltzing Matilda with me

	Now I' ve lost my Saint Christopher, now that I' ve kissed her
	And the onearm bandit knows
	And the maverick Chinaman with the coldblooded sigh
	And the girls down by the striptease shows
	Go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda, you' ll go waltzing Matilda with me

	No I don' t want your sympathy, the fugitives say
	That the streets aren' t for dreaming now
	And manslaughter dragnet and the ghosts that sell memories
	They want a piece of the action anyhow
	Go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda, you' ll go waltzing Matilda with me

	And you can ask any sailor, and the keys from the jailor,
	And the old men in wheelchairs know, that Matilda' s the defendant
	She killed about a hundred, and she follows wherever you may go
	Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda, you' ll go waltzing Matilda with me

	And it' s a battered old suitcase to a hotel someplace, and a wound that will never heal
	No prima donnas, the perfume is on an old shirt that is stained with blood and whiskey
	And goodnight to the street sweepers, the night watchmen flame keepers
	And goodnight Matilda too

	Wasted and wounded, it ain' t what the moon did, I' ve got what I paid for now
	See you tomorrow, hey Frank, can I borrow a couple of bucks from you
	To go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda, you' ll go waltzing Matilda 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 Matilda, waltzing Matilda, you' ll go waltzing Matilda with me

	Now the dogs are barking and the taxi cab' s parking, a lot they can do for me
	I begged you to stab me, you tore my shirt open, and I' m down on my knees tonight
	Old Bushmills I staggered, you buried the dagger in your silhouette window light
	To go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda, you' ll go waltzing Matilda with me

	Now I' ve lost my Saint Christopher, now that I' ve kissed her
	And the onearm bandit knows
	And the maverick Chinaman with the coldblooded sigh
	And the girls down by the striptease shows
	Go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda, you' ll go waltzing Matilda with me

	No I don' t want your sympathy, the fugitives say
	That the streets aren' t for dreaming now
	And manslaughter dragnet and the ghosts that sell memories
	They want a piece of the action anyhow
	Go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda, you' ll go waltzing Matilda with me

	And you can ask any sailor, and the keys from the jailor,
	And the old men in wheelchairs know, that Matilda' s the defendant
	She killed about a hundred, and she follows wherever you may go
	Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda, you' ll go waltzing Matilda with me

	And it' s a battered old suitcase to a hotel someplace, and a wound that will never heal
	No prima donnas, the perfume is on an old shirt that is stained with blood and whiskey
	And goodnight to the street sweepers, the night watchmen flame keepers
	And goodnight Matilda too

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