He sang as he watched and waited,
'Til his billy boiled,
You’ll come a-'waltzing Matilda with me…
Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda you’ll come a-'waltzing Matilda with me…
I was dancing with my darling to the Tennessee Waltz
When an old friend I happened to see
I introduced her to my loved one
And while they were dancing
My friend stole my sweetheart from me
On the floors of Tokyo
Down in London town’s a go-go
With the record selection
And the mirror’s reflection
I’m a dancin’ with myself
I’m starting with the man in the mirror
I’m asking him to change his ways
And no message could have been any clearer
If you want to make the world a better place
(If you want to make the world a better place)
Take a look at yourself, and then make a change
I hear the sound of good, solid judgment
Whenever you talk;
Yet there’s the bold, brave spring of the tiger
That quickens your walk.
Oh, I believe in you.
I believe in you.
It’s the eye of the tiger, it’s the thrill of the fight
Risin’ up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night
And he’s watchin’ us all with the eye of the tiger
Lost track of how far I’ve gone
How far I’ve gone, how high I’ve climbed
On my back’s a sixty pound stone
On my shoulder a half mile of line
Come on up for the rising
Come on up, lay your hands in mine
Come on up for the rising
Come on up for the rising tonight
The road is long
With many a winding turn
That leads us to who knows where
Who knows where
But I’m strong
Strong enough to carry him
He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother
And still they lead me back
To the long winding road
You left me standing here
A long long time ago
Don’t leave me waiting here
Lead me to your door
Everytime I see her face
On the street in the hollow of on the hill
Another time and another place
I feel her in my heart still
Everytime I see her face
On the street in the hollow in the bend
I see her in my mind and then
I go down the road not taken…again
Whenever I see your smiling face
I have to smile myself
Because I love you
And when you give me that pretty little pout
It turns me inside out
There’s something about you, baby
I don’t know
If you want to see,
How true love should be,
Then look at us…
Look at me,
I’m as helpless as a kitten up a tree;
And I feel like I’m clingin’ to a cloud,
I can’ t understand
I get misty, just holding your hand.
I’ve look at clouds from both sides now,
From up and down, and still somehow,
It’s clouds illusions I recall,
I really don’t know clouds at all…
Sunset doesn’t last all evening
A mind can blow those clouds away
After all this, my love is up
And must be leaving
But it’s not always going
To be this grey
All things must pass
All things must pass away
And papa said to mama, as he passed around the blackeyed peas
Well, Billy Joe never had a lick of sense; pass the biscuits, please
There’s five more acres in the lower forty I’ve got to plow
And mama said it was shame about Billy Joe, anyhow
Seems like nothin’ ever comes to no good up on Choctaw Ridge
And now Billy Joe MacAllister’s jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge
Billy, don’t be a hero
Don’t be a fool with your life
Billy, don’t be a hero
Come back and make me your wife
Which way you goin’’ Billy?
Can I go too?
Which way you goin’’ Billy?
Can I go with you?
I really love you, Billy
And all this time
I thought you loved me, Billy
And you were mine
Little Willy, Willy won’t go home
But you can’t push Willy round
Willy won’t go, try tellin’ everybody but, oh no
Little Willy, Willy won’t go home
Won’t you come home , Bill Bailey?
Won’t you come home?
I’m home the whole night long…