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Tom Traubert's Blues (Four Sheets to the... Lyrics
Wasted and wounded, it ain't what the moon did.
I got what I paid for now. See you tomorrow. Hey, Frank, can I borrow A couple of bucks from you to go Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda? You'll go waltzing Matilda with me. I'm an innocent victim of a blinded alley And I'm tired of all these soldiers here. No one speaks English and everything's broken And my Stacy's are soaking wet to go Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda. You'll go waltzing Matilda with me. Now the dogs are barking And the taxi cabs parking, A lot they can do for me. I begged you to stab me. You tore my shirt open And I'm down on my knees tonight. Old Bushmill's, I staggered, You buried the dagger In your silhouette window light to go Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda. You'll go waltzing Matilda with me. Now I've lost my St Christopher now that I've kissed her And the one-armed bandit knows And the maverick Chinamen and the cold-blooded signs And the girls down by the striptease shows go Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda. You'll go waltzing Matilda with me. No, I don't want your sympathy. The fugitives say That the streets aren't for dreaming now. Manslaughter dragnets and the ghosts that sell memories, They want a piece of the action anyhow, go Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda. You'll go waltzing Matilda with me. And you can ask any sailor and the keys from the jailer And the old men in wheelchairs know That Matilda's the defendant. She killed about a hundred And she follows wherever you may go Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda. You'll go waltzing Matilda with me. And it's a battered old suitcase to a hotel someplace And a wound that will never heal. No prima donna, the perfume is on An old shirt that is stained with blood and whiskey And goodnight to the street sweepers, The night watchman flame keepers, And goodnight, Matilda, too. |
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05-06-2002
05-02-2009
"WALTZING MATILDA The act of carrying the ‘swag’ (an alternate colloquial term is ‘humping the bluey’).
Matilda is an old Teutonic female name meaning ‘mighty battle maid’. This may have informed the use of ‘Matilda’ as a slang term to mean a de facto wife who accompanied a wanderer. In the Australian bush a man’s swag was regarded as a kind of de facto wife, hence his ‘Matilda’. (Letter to Rt. Hon. Sir Winston Churchill, KG from Harry Hastings Pearce, 19 February 1958. Harry Pearce Papers, NLA Manuscript Collection, MS2765)".
So I guess the song may be about the act of wandering itself ad the things connected with it, as you guys have stated before here.
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08-17-2002
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04-13-2004
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01-13-2005
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02-14-2005
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04-13-2005
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05-08-2006
In this case, it seems to be a metaphor for alcoholism or addiction of some sort, and a slow side into self-destruction. I interpret the song as the story of a man who's slowly mastering the art of drinking himself to death.
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05-17-2006
'Waltzing matilda' means to travel with your swag (where you roll all your stuff up in a fabric or whatever and carry it). Waltz = to travel, matilda = swag.
Good song, I like the war/fight/hopelessness type theme and sombreness of it.
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08-09-2006
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08-17-2006
One of my favourite lines ever.
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12-02-2006
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03-27-2007
One of Waits' greatest songs, i think. His manager at the time cried the first time he read/heard it, and called it the greatest piece of poetry ever written.
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04-22-2007
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06-13-2007
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12-07-2007
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04-13-2008
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08-24-2008
I think it is partially a song about self destruction, starting perhaps with asking his father for some money (father’s name is Frank) to go ‘waltzing Matilda’ (disappearing, and travelling with just his ‘swagbag’).
One story goes that ex-military German immigrants used to call their army greatcoats ‘Matilda’, as they gave them the warmth a women could.
His producer at the time, Bones Howe, has been noted to quote at seminars, as being the most perfect lyric:
“And it's a battered old suitcase to a hotel someplace
And a wound that will never heal.”
An outstandingly powerful line for me is:
“Now I've lost my St Christopher now that I've kissed her”.
St Christopher is the patron saint of travellers, and so mirroring the above comments, he was no longer lost (or a ‘raindog’ for that matter – dogs getting lost after a downpour washes away their marked scents). However, it’s believed that St Christopher is also the patron saint of bachelors... Perfect double whammy.
Ultimately, I think this about absolute heartbreak, and the joy in finding somebody – probably in Copenhagen. Lost and found. It will not be forgotten.
01-21-2009
"And you can ask any sailor and the keys from the jailer
And the old men in wheelchairs know
That Matilda's the defendant. She killed about a hundred
And she follows wherever you may go"
That the song is about lonliness. Cause by what I don't know. But right there he list three obviously very lonely things. and the rest of the song seems to contribute to wonder or being lost so it makes sense. And they say people die of lonliness or heartache everday
"She killed about a hundred"
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11-12-2008
To be honest, when I listen to this song I envy the poor man who lives out of a battered old suitcase - because 1) he's probably toasted, 2) he's happy enough, and he's at peace w/himself.
OK, you say I'm off target? Well, find for me in the lyrics ONE line that indicates that the subject of this song is UNHAPPY or NOT at peace with himself.
I suggest he is an alcoholic, he has accepted his alcoholism and he is basically observing the night people around him before he lays himself down for a night of drunken sleep.
Again, find for me in the lyrics any line that suggests he is unhappy.
It is funny, because the tone of the song is very sad.
Are we supposed to pity this man? If you accept my premise that he is a happy (albeit a happy alcoholic) person, then why should we pity him?
Personally, my only pity for him is if he doesn't have the joy of raising children. However, we don't even know that much. He could've easily raised 5 kids or more, and *then* became alone. It has occurred before.
Maybe he missed out on love
Funny .. I'd rank this as one of the saddest songs of all time. Nevertheless I envy this poor, probably homeless, man.
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