Tom Trauberts Blues

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

Verse 2

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 Mathilda, waltzing 
Mathilda,
You'll go waltzing Mathilda with me

Now the dogs are barking and the 
taxi cab's parking
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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 Bushmill's I staggered, you'd 
bury the dagger
In your silhouette window light go

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
And the maverick Chinamen, and the 
cold-blooded signs,
And the girls down by the 
strip-tease shows, go
Waltzing Mathilda, waltzing 
Mathilda,
You'll go waltzing Mathilda with me

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

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

And it's a battered old suitcase to 
a hotel someplace,
And a wound that will never heal
No prima donna, the perfume is on an

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Old shirt that is stained with 
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blood and whiskey
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And goodnight to the street 
sweepers, the night watchmen flame 
keepers
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And goodnight to Mathilda, too

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