Once a jolly swagman camped by a billabong,
Under the shade of a coolibah tree,
And he sang as he watched and waited 'till his billy boiled
Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me
Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me
And he sang as he watched and waited 'till his billy boiled
Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me.
Down came a jumbuck to drink at the billabong
Up jumped the swagman and grabbed him with glee
And he sang as he shoved that jumbuck in his tuckerbag
You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me
Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me
And he sang as he watched and waited 'till his billy boiled
You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me.
Up rode a squatter, mounted on his thoroughbred,
Down came the troopers, one, two, three:
"Where's the jolly jumbuck you've got in your tuckerbag?
You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me
Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me
And he sang as he watched and waited 'till his billy boiled
You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me.
Up jumped the swagman and sprang into the billabong,
"You'll never catch me alive," said he
And his ghost may be heard as you pass by that billabong,
You'll come a-Waltzing Matilda with me.
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