Waltzing Mathilda

    Once a jolly swagman camped by a billabong,
    under the shade of a coolibah tree.
    And he sang as he sat and waited while his billy boiled,
    «You'll come awaltzing Matilda with me.»

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    Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda,
    «You'll come awaltzing Matilda with me.»
    And he sang as he sat and waited while his billy boiled,
    «You'll come awaltzing Matilda with me.»

    Down came the jumbuck to drink at the billabong.
    Up jumped the swagman, grabbed him with glee.
    And he sang as he shoved that jumbuck in his tuckerbag
    «You'll come awaltzing Matilda with me.»

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    Down came the squatter, mounted on his thorobred.
    Up came the troopers, one, two, three.
    Whose that jolly jumbuck you've got in your tuckerbag?
    «You'll come awaltzing Matilda with me.»

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    Up jumped the swagman, sprang unto the billabong.
    «You'll never catch me alive», said he.
    And his goast may be heard as you pass by that billabong.
    «You'll come awaltzing Matilda with me.»

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