[ Предположительная тональность: C ] 044 {title:Waltzing Mathilda} {st:Traditional} [C]Once a jolly [G]swagman camped beside a [F]billabong [C]Under the shade of a [G]coolibah tree, And he [C]sang as he [G]watched and [C]waited 'till his [F]billy boiled, [C]"You'll come a waltzing, Ma[G]thilda, with [C]me." {c:Chorus:} [C]"Waltzing Mathilda, [F]waltzing Mathilda, [C]You'll come a waltzing, Mathilda, with [G]me." And he [C]sang as he [G]watched and [C]waited 'till his [F]billy boiled, [C]"You'll come a waltzing, Ma[G]thilda, with [C]me." Down came a jumpbuck to drink at the billabong, Up jumped the swagman and grabbed him with glee, And he sang as he stowed that jumpbuck in his tucker bag, "You'll come a waltzing, Mathilda, with me." {c:Chorus.} Up rode the squatter, mounted on his thoroughbred, Down came the troopers, one, two, three. "Where's that jolly jumpbuck you've got in your tucker bag? You'll come a waltzing, Mathilda, with me." {c:Chorus.} Up jumped the swagman, sprang into the billabong, "You'll never catch me alive," said he. And his ghost may be heard as you pass by that billabong, "You'll come a waltzing, Mathilda, with me." {c:Chorus.} # # Submitted to the ftp.nevada.edu:/pub/guitar archives # by Steve Putz putz@parc.xerox.com> # 7 September 1992