Tom Traubert's blues



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1.        Wasted and wounded, it ain't what the moon did. I got what I paid for now.

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       I see ya tomorrow. Hey, Frank, can I borrow a couple of bucks from you to go...


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Refr.        Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda, you'll go waltzing Matilda with me.


2.        I'm an innocent victim of a blinded alley and I'm tired of all these soldiers here

       and noone speaks english and everything's broken and my staceys are soaking wet but who'll go...


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3.        Now the dogs are barking and the taxicabs parking, a lot they can do for me.

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       I begged you to stab me, you tore my shirt open and I'm down on my knees tonight.

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       Old Bushmills I staggered, you bury the dagger, your silhouette window light to go...


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4.        Now, I've lost my Saint Christopher now that I've kissed her and the one armed bandit knows

       and the maverick China man and the cold blooded signs and the girls down by the striptease shows go...


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5.        No, I don't want your sympathy, the fugitives say the streets aren't for dreaming now.

       Manslaughter dragnets and the ghosts that sell memories, they want a piece of the action anyhow. Go...


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6.        And you can ask any sailor and the keys from the jailer and the old men in the wheelchairs know

       that Matilda's the defendant and she killed about a hundred and she follows wherever you may go.


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7.        And it's a battered old suitcase to a hotel some place and a wound that will never heal.

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       No prima donna, the perfume is an old shirt that is stained with blood and whisky

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       and goodnight to the street sweepers, the night watchmen, flame keepers

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       and goodnight Matilda, too.