Song of the Month:

“Waltzing Matilda”

Once a jolly swagman camped by a billabong, Under the shade of a coolibah tree, And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boiled, “You'll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me.”

Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda, “You'll come a Waltzing Matilda, with me” And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boiled “You'll come a-Waltzing Matilda with me.”

Down came a jumbuck to drink at that billabong, Up jumped the swagman and grabbed him with glee, And he sang as he shoved that jumbuck in his tucker bag “You'll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me.”

Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda, “You'll come a Waltzing Matilda, with me” And he sang as he shoved that jumbuck in his tucker bag “You'll come a Waltzing Matilda, with me.”

Up rode the squatter, mounted on his thoroughbred, Down came the troopers, one, two, three “Whose is that jolly jumbuck you've got in your tucker bag?” “You'll come a-Waltzing Matilda with me.”

Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda “You'll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me” Whose is that jolly jumbuck you've got in your tucker bag “You'll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me.”

Up jumped the swagman and 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 Matilda, with me.”

Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda “You'll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me” And his ghost may be heard as you pass by that billabong, “You'll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me.”