OH! there once was a swagman camped in the Billabong, 
 Under the shade of a Coolabah tree; 
And he sang as he looked at his old billy boiling, 
 ?Who?ll come a-waltzing Matilda with me.? 

Who?ll come a-waltzing Matilda, my darling, 
 Who?ll come a-waltzing Matilda with me? 
Waltzing Matilda and leading a water-bag? 
 Who?ll come a-waltzing Matilda with me? 
Down came a jumbuck to drink at the water-hole, 
 Up jumped the swagman and grabbed him in glee; 
And he sang as he put him away in his tucker-bag, 
 ?You?ll come a-waltzing Matilda with me!? 

Down came the Squatter a-riding his thorough-bred; 
 Down came Policemen?one, two, and three. 
?Whose is the jumbuck you?ve got in the tucker-bag? 
 You?ll come a-waltzing Matilda with me.? 

But the swagman, he up and he jumped in the water-hole, 
 Drowning himself by the Coolabah tree; 
And his ghost may be heard as it sings in the Billabong, 
 ?Who?ll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?? 


Andrew Barton `Banjo? Paterson