I was on my knees

begging, please don't do me this way

but the punter said maybe I should

blow his horn as the band played

Waltzing Matilda.

So I blew and blew till my lips

were raw and bloody and the punter said

maybe I should blow some more

when I had caught my second breath as

the band played Jerusalem

the second time around.

And I felt like a percussion drum

as the punter beat down on my

hanging head and all he would say was

your not blowing anymore

then I was slipping away,

fading away as the band played

the Last Waltz for Me,