Tom Traubert’s blues    (intro)

    G - D - G - C   - G - A - D - - -

       C                                   G

1. Wasted and wounded, it ain’t what the moon did,

           Am             D          G     - D7 - G

    I’ve got what I paid for now.

       C                                    G

    See you tomorrow, hey, Frank, can I borrow

         A             A7              D  D7

    a couple of bucks from you to go

      G              D        G              C      

    waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda,

      G                            Am              D

    you’ll go waltzing, Matilda, with me.

               C                               G

2. I’m an innocent victim of a blinded alley,

                 Am                       D          G     - D7 - G

    and I’m tired of all these soldiers here.

     C                                          G

    No one speaks English and everything’s broken,

                     A             A7           D  D7

    and my strength is soaking away to go

      G              D        G              C      

    waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda,

      G                             Am             D

    you’ll go waltzing, Matilda, with me.

                    C                                    G

3. Now I’ve lost my St. Christopher, now that I’ve kissed her

                  Am              D          G      - D7 - G

    and the one-armed bandit knows.

                    C                                          G

    And the maverick Chinaman with the cold blooded signs,

                  A              A7         D              D7

    and the girls down by the striptease shows go

      G              D        G              C      

    waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda,

      G                            Am              D

    you’ll go waltzing, Matilda, with me.

               C                                            G

4. No, I don’t want your sympathy, the fugitives say,

                    Am                      D            G     - D7 - G

    that the streets aren’t for dreaming now.

       C                                                 G

    Manslaughter dragnets and the ghosts that sell memories,

                  A               A7         D  D7

    want a piece of the action, anyhow go

      G              D        G              C      

    waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda,

      G                            Am             D

    you’ll go waltzing, Matilda, with me.

                      C                                      G

5. And it’s a battered old suitcase in a hotel someplace,

                Am                   D        G     - D7 - G

    and a wound that will never heal,

     C                                G

    no primadonnas, the perfume is on

                Am               D                 G              D7  G

    an old shirt that is stained with blood and whiskey.

                    C    

    And it’s good-night for the street-sweepers,

                    G                                               

    the nightwatchmen, flame-keepers,

             Am                D       G     - D7 - G

    and goodnight, Matilda, too.

    C - G    Am              D7     G

              Goodnight Matilda, too.

(orig. = capo 4th)    (Rod Stewart)