Текст песни Bon Jovi - Waltzing Matilda (Tom Traubert`s Blues)
Bon Jovi - Waltzing Matilda (Tom Traubert`s Blues) слова песни
Wasted andwounded, it ain`t what the mood did, I`ve got what I prayed fornowI`ll see you tomorrow, hey Frank, can I borrow a couple of bucksfrom youTo go waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda,You`ll go waltzing Mathilda with meI`m an innocent victim of a blinded alleyAnd I`m tired of all these soldiers hereNo one speaks English, and everything`s broken, and my Stacys aresoaking wetTo go waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda,You`ll go waltzing Mathilda with meNow I lost my Saint Christopher now that I`ve kissed herAnd the one-armed bandit knowsThat the maverick Chinaman with his cold-blooded styleAnd the girls stand by the strip-tease shows, goWaltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda,You`ll go waltzing Mathilda with meNow I don`t want your sympathy, the fugitive saysThat the streets ain`t for dreaming nowManslaughter dragnets and the ghosts that sell memories,want a piece of the action anyhowGo waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda,You`ll go waltzing Mathilda with meIt`s a battered old suitcase in a hotel someplace,And a wound that will never healNo prima donnas, the perfume is on It`s an old shirt that`s stained with blood and whiskeyAnd goodnight to the street sweepers, the night watchmen, theflame keepersGoodnight Mathilda, tooAnd Goodnight Mathilda, too