Redgum - 100 Years On lyrics

He came in from Melbourne on a Pioneer Adelaide morning, warm and clear And a past that wasn't quite within the law And he opened yet another ten dollar room To a broken blind and a rising gloom And a threadbare cotton carpet on the floor And the muzak piping through the corridor Played that song he heard before It went, who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me? A suitcase held with rope and twine Cleaner's shirt and an open mind A trail of debts to mark where he had been A million miles of racetracks And torn tickets on the ground And his only son cut down in Phnom Penh green A police car crawled down Gouger street As he looked for some place cheap to eat It was just another curbside interview With a warrant out in Adelaide For a bad decision that he once made An instinct took his tongue and pulled him through So he left his hotel room that night In time to make a midnight flight With an overloaded truckie going east And the line ran round inside his head Was it something that his best friend said "Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?" A billabong's just a grubby pond that's busy washing ore The squatter drives a thoroughbred steel And if he runs forever, will his life be all in vain? At least that's how it makes him feel And the truckie pushed a ca**ette in As they rumbled through the Grampians It played Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me? Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda, Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me? Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda, Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me? And the truckie pushed a ca**ette in As they rumbled through the Grampians It played Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?