| 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 boiled
 Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me
 
 Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
 Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me
 And he sang as he watched and waited 'till his billy boiled
 Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me.
 
 Down came a jumbuck to drink at the billabong
 Up jumped the swagman and grabbed him with glee
 And he sang as he shoved that jumbuck in his tuckerbag
 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 boiled
 You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me.
 
 Up rode a squatter, mounted on his thoroughbred,
 Down came the troopers, one, two, three:
 "Where's the jolly jumbuck you've got in your tuckerbag?
 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 boiled
 You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me.
 
 Up jumped the swagman and sprang into 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.
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