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{title:Waltzing Mathilda}
{st:Traditional}
[C]Once a jolly [G]swagman camped beside a [F]billabong
[C]Under the shade of a [G]coolibah tree,
And he [C]sang as he [G]watched and [C]waited 'till his [F]billy boiled,
[C]"You'll come a waltzing, Ma[G]thilda, with [C]me."

{c:Chorus:}
     [C]"Waltzing Mathilda, [F]waltzing Mathilda,
     [C]You'll come a waltzing, Mathilda, with [G]me."
     And he [C]sang as he [G]watched and [C]waited 'till his [F]billy boiled,
     [C]"You'll come a waltzing, Ma[G]thilda, with [C]me."

Down came a jumpbuck to drink at the billabong,
Up jumped the swagman and grabbed him with glee,
And he sang as he stowed that jumpbuck in his tucker bag,
"You'll come a waltzing, Mathilda, with me."

     {c:Chorus.}

Up rode the squatter, mounted on his thoroughbred,
Down came the troopers, one, two, three.
"Where's that jolly jumpbuck you've got in your tucker bag?
You'll come a waltzing, Mathilda, with me."

     {c:Chorus.}

Up jumped the swagman, 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, Mathilda, with me."

     {c:Chorus.}
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# Submitted to the ftp.nevada.edu:/pub/guitar archives
# by Steve Putz  
# 7 September 1992