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Once a jolly swagman camped by a billabong |
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Under the shade of a coolibah tree |
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And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boiled |
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You'll come a-Waltzing Matilda with me |
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Down came a jumbuck to drink at the billabong |
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Up got the swaggie and grabbed him with glee |
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And he sang as he stowed that jumbuck in his tucker-bag |
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You'll come a-Waltzing Matilda with me |
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Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda |
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You'll come a-Waltzing Matilda with me |
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And he sang as he stowed that jumbuck in his tucker-bag |
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You'll come a-Waltzing Matilda with me |
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Down came the squatter mounted on his thoroughbred |
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Up came the troopers One Two Three |
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Who's the jolly jumbuck you've got in your tucker-bag? |
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You'll come a-Waltzing Matilda with me |
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Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda |
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You'll come a-Waltzing Matilda with me |
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Who's the jolly jumbuck you've got in your tucker-bag? |
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You'll come a-Waltzing Matilda with me. |
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Up got the swaggie and jumped into the billabong |
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You'll never catch me alive said he |
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And his ghost may be heard as you pass by that billabong |
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You'll come a-Waltzing Matilda with me |
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Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda |
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You'll come a-Waltzing Matilda with me |
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And his ghost may be heard as you pass by that billabong |
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You'll come a-Waltzing Matilda with me |
