[ti:Tom Traubert"s Blues (Four sheets to the wind in Copenhagen)]
[ar:Tom Waits]
[al:Bounced Checks]
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[00:20.76]Wasted and wounded, it ain't what the moon did
[00:28.35]I've got what I paid for now
[00:35.22]See ya tomorrow, hey Frank can I borrow
[00:41.85]A couple of bucks from you?
[00:47.44]To go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
[00:57.02]You'll go a waltzing Matilda with me
[01:06.08]I'm an innocent victim of a blinded alley
[01:13.12]And i'm tired of all these soldiers here
[01:20.20]No one speaks English,and everything's broken
[01:26.95]And my Stacys are soaking wet
[01:32.79]To go waltzing Matilda,waltzing Matilda
[01:42.51]You'll go a waltzing Matilda with me
[01:51.21]Now the dogs are barking and the taxi cab's parking
[01:58.69]A lot they can do for me
[02:05.53]I begged you to stab me,you tore my shirt open
[02:12.08]And i'm down on my knees tonight
[02:19.04]Old Bushmill's I staggered,you buried the dagger in
[02:26.12]Your silhouette window light
[02:32.00]To go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
[02:41.22]You'll go a waltzing Matilda with me
[02:50.46]Now I lost my Saint Christopher now that I've kissed her
[02:57.94]And the one-armed bandit knows
[03:05.03]And the maverick Chinaman,and the cold-blooded signs
[03:11.69]And the girls down by the strip-tease shows go
[03:20.72]Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
[03:27.42]You'll go a waltzing Matilda with me
[03:36.78]No, I don't want your sympathy,The fugitives say
[03:44.15]That the streets aren't for dreaming now
[03:51.34]Manslaughter dragnets and the ghosts that sell memories
[03:58.11]They want a piece of the action anyhow go
[04:06.99]Waltzing Matilda,waltzing Matilda
[04:13.90]You'll go a waltzing Matilda with me
[04:23.00]And you can ask any sailor and the keys from the jailor
[04:30.47]And the old men in wheelchairs know
[04:37.37]That Matilda's the defendant,she killed about a hundred
[04:44.13]And she follows wherever you may go
[04:52.80]Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
[04:59.82]You'll go a waltzing Matilda with me
[05:09.13]And it's a battered old suitcase to a hotel someplace
[05:17.36]And a wound that will never heal
[05:24.85]No prima donna,The perfume is on
[05:31.27]An old shirt that is stained with blood and whiskey
[05:38.68]And goodnight to the street sweepers
[05:42.36]The night watchman flame keepers，and goodnight to Matilda too