Oh! there once was a swagman camped in the billabong,
Under the shade of a coolibah-tree;
and he sang as he looked at his old billy boiling,
'Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?'
Chorus: 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 stowed him away in his tucker-bag,
'You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me!'
Down came the squatter a-riding his thoroughbred;
Down came policemen - one, two and three.
'Whose is the jumbuck you've got in the tuckerbag?
You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me'
But the swagman he up and jumped in the water-hole,
Drowning himself by the coolibah-tree;
And his ghost may be heard as it sings in the billabong,
'Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?'
A B Paterson