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100 Years On
He came in from Melbourne on a PioneerAdelaide morning, warm and clearAnd a past that wasn't quite within the lawAnd he opened yet another ten dollar roomTo a broken blind and a rising gloomAnd a threadbare cotton carpet on the floorAnd the muzak piping through the corridorPlayed that song he heard beforeIt went, who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?A suitcase held with rope and twineCleaner's shirt and an open mindA trail of debts to mark where he had beenA million miles of racetracksAnd torn tickets on the groundAnd his only son cut down in Phnom Penh greenA police car crawled down Gouger streetAs he looked for some place cheap to eatIt was just another curbside interviewWith a warrant out in AdelaideFor a bad decision that he once madeLetras de cancionesAn instinct took his tongue and pulled him throughSo he left his hotel room that nightIn time to make a midnight flightWith an overloaded truckie going eastAnd the line ran round inside his headWas 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 oreThe squatter drives a thoroughbred steelAnd if he runs forever, will his life be all in vain?At least that's how it makes him feelAnd the truckie pushed a cassette inAs they rumbled through the GrampiansIt 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 cassette inAs they rumbled through the GrampiansIt played Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?
From Letras Mania