[ti:Tom Traubert’s Blues]
[ar:Tom Waits]
[al:Bounced Checks]
[offset:0]
[00:23.54]Wasted and wounded, it aint what the moon did, Ive got what I paid for now
[00:37.52]See you tomorrow, hey frank, can I borrow a couple of bucks from you
[00:49.70]To go waltzing mathilda, waltzing mathilda
[00:58.75]Youll go waltzing mathilda with me
[01:08.17]Im an innocent victim of a blinded alley
[01:14.94]And Im tired of all these soldiers here
[01:22.13]No one speaks english, and everythings broken, and my stacys are soaking wet
[01:34.30]To go waltzing mathilda, waltzing mathilda
[01:43.79]Youll go waltzing mathilda with me
[01:52.59]Now the dogs are barking and the taxi cabs parking
[01:59.89]A lot they can do for me
[02:06.81]I begged you to stab me, you tore my shirt open
[02:13.18]And Im down on my knees tonight
[02:20.23]Old bushmills I staggered, youd bury the dagger
[02:27.09]In your silhouette window light go
[02:35.52]To go waltzing mathilda, waltzing mathilda
[02:42.26]Youll go waltzing mathilda with me
[02:51.21]Now I lost my saint christopher now that Ive kissed her
[02:58.63]And the one-armed bandit knows
[03:04.93]And the maverick chinamen, and the cold-blooded signs
[03:12.12]And the girls down by the strip-tease shows, go
[03:21.11]Waltzing mathilda, waltzing mathilda
[03:28.04]Youll go waltzing mathilda with me
[03:36.92]No, I dont want your sympathy, the fugitives say
[03:42.85]
[03:44.02]That the streets arent for dreaming now
[03:51.70]And manslaughter dragnets and the ghosts that sell memories
[03:57.75]They want a piece of the action anyhow
[04:04.93]Go waltzing mathilda, waltzing mathilda
[04:13.96]Youll go waltzing mathilda with me
[04:22.88]And you can ask any sailor, and the keys from the jailor
[04:30.12]And the old men in wheelchairs know
[04:37.04]And mathildas the defendant, she killed about a hundred
[04:43.48]And she follows wherever you may go
[04:52.21]Waltzing mathilda, waltzing mathilda
[04:59.58]Youll go waltzing mathilda with me
[05:08.44]And its a battered old suitcase to a hotel someplace
[05:16.61]And a wound that will never heal
[05:23.60]No prima donna, the perfume is on an
[05:30.40]Old shirt that is stained with blood and whiskey
[05:37.58]And goodnight to the street sweepers, the night watchmen flame keepers
[05:44.88]And goodnight to mathilda, too