100 Years On

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