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 boil, 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 boil You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me.
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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.
Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda, You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me, And he sang as he shoved that jumbuck in his tucker bag You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me.
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Up rode the squatter mounted on his thorough-bred Down came the troopers One Two Three Whose that jolly jumbuck you've got in your tucker bag You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me.
Waltzing Matilda Waltzing Matilda You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me Whose that jolly jumbuck you've got in your tucker-bag You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me.
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Up jumped the swagman sprang in to 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.
Waltzing Matilda Waltzing Matilda You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me And his ghost may be heard as you pass by that billabong You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me.
Bound for Botany Bay
Singing too-rall, li-oo-rall, li-ad-di-ty, Singing too-rall, li-oo-rall, li-ay, Singing too-rall, li-oo-rall, li-ad-di-ty Oh we are bound for Botany Bay Oh we are bound for Botany Bay.
Verse 1 Farewell to Old England forever Farewell to my old pals as well Farewell to the well known Old Bailee Where I once used to be such a swell Where I once used to be such a swell.
Verse 2 There's the captain as is our commandeer, There's bo'sun and all the ship's crew There's first and the second class passengers, Knows what we poor convicts goes through Knows what we poor convicts goes through.
Verse 3 'Taint leaving Old England we cares about, 'Taint 'cos we mispells wot we knows But becos all we light finger'd gentry Hop's around with a log on our toes. Hop's around with a log on our toes.
Verse 4 Oh had I the wings of a turtle-dove, I'd soar on my pinions so high, Slap bang to the arms of my Polly love, And in her sweet presence I'd die And in her sweet presence I'd die.
Verse 5 Now all my young Dookies and Duchesses, Take warning from what I've to say, Mind all is your own as you touch-es-es, Or you'll find us in Botany Bay, Or you'll find us in Botany Bay.
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