[C]
Once a jolly [G7] swagman [C] camped by a [F] billabong,
[C]
Under the shade of a [G7] coolibah tree,
And
he [C] sang as he [G7] watched and
[C]
waited till his [F] billy boiled
[C]
You'll come a-waltzing Ma-[G7]tilda with [C] me
[C] Waltzing Matilda,
[F] Waltzing Matilda
[C] You'll come a-waltzing
Ma-[G7]tilda with me
And he [C] sang as he
[G7] watched and
[C] waited till his
[F] billy boiled
[C] You'll come a
waltzing Ma-[G7]tilda with [C] me.
[C]
Down came a [G7] jumbuck to [C] drink at the [F] billabong
[C]
Up jumped the swagman and [G7] grabbed him with glee
And
he [C] sang as he [G7] stowed that
[C]
jumbuck in his [F] tuckerbag
[C]
You'll come a-waltzing Ma-[G7]tilda with [C] me
Chorus
[C]
Up rode the [G7] squatter [C] mounted on his [F] thoroughbred,
[C]
Up rode the troopers, [G7] one, two, three.
[C]
"Where's the jolly [G7] jumbuck
[C]
you've got in your [F] tuckerbag?
[C]
You'll come a-waltzing Ma-[G7]tilda with [C] me”
Chorus
[C]
Up jumped the [G7] swagman and
[C]
sprang into the [F] billabong,
[C]
"You'll never take me a-[G7]live," cried he
And
his [C] ghost may be [G7] heard as you
[C]
ride beside the [F] billabong,
[C]
“You'll come a-waltzing Ma-[G7]tilda with [C] me”
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