Well, I’m just a songwriter workin’ my trade
Carry a swag full of tunes that I’ve made
If you’ve got the time
I’ll sing you a song
You are red dirt meeting ocean
You are harbour in the dawn
You are Bondi’s rolling breakers
Across the oceans, you’ll call me home
You are gumtrees, Cicada symphonies
You’re the muster on the Pentecost
You are Kakadus, summer thunder
A dreaming place under the southern cross
Who’ll come a-waltzing Matilda?
Waltzing Matilda with me
Who’ll come a-waltzing Matilda?
Waltzing Matilda with me
You’re the campfire, by the River Gums
You’re the convict, and the refugee
You’re the bush kid from Kapunda
On the beaches of Gallipoli
You’re the battler, you’re fair dinkum
You are old mates’ wrinkled smile
And you’re a mother, calling her children
You’re a Koori lullaby
Who’ll come a-waltzing Matilda?
Waltzing Matilda with me
Who’ll come a-waltzing Matilda?
Waltzing Matilda with me
Who’ll come a-waltzing Matilda
Waltzing Matilda with me
Who’ll come a-waltzing Matilda?
Waltzing Matilda with me
Who’ll come a-waltzing Matilda?
Waltzing Matilda with me
Who’ll come a-waltzing Matilda?
Waltzing Matilda with me
Waltzing Matilda with me
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Colin Buchanan Lyrics – Song of Australia