Waltzing Matilda (Tom Traubert`s Blues) — текст песни (Bon Jovi)

Wasted andwounded, it ain`t what the mood did, I`ve got what I prayed for
now
I`ll see you tomorrow, hey Frank, can I borrow a couple of bucksfrom you
To go waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda,
You`ll go waltzing Mathilda 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 aresoaking wet
To go waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda,
You`ll go waltzing Mathilda with me

Now I lost my Saint Christopher now that I`ve kissed her
And the one-armed bandit knows
That the maverick Chinaman with his cold-blooded style
And the girls stand by the strip-tease shows, go
Waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda,
You`ll go waltzing Mathilda with me

Now I don`t want your sympathy, the fugitive says
That the streets ain`t for dreaming now
Manslaughter dragnets and the ghosts that sell memories,
want a piece of the action anyhow
Go waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda,
You`ll go waltzing Mathilda with me

It`s a battered old suitcase in a hotel someplace,
And a wound that will never heal
No prima donnas, the perfume is on
It`s an old shirt that`s stained with blood and whiskey
And goodnight to the street sweepers, the night watchmen, theflame keepers
Goodnight Mathilda, too
And Goodnight Mathilda, too