Waltzing Matilda

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

«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»

Down came a jumbuck to drink at that billabong

Up jumped the swagman and grabbed him with glee

And he sang as he shoved that jumbuck in his tucker bag

«You'll come a-waltzing Matilda, with me»

Up rode the squatter, mounted on his thoroughbred

Down came the troopers, one, two, and three

«Whose is that jumbuck you've got in your tucker bag?

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»