Grace Cummings Sweet Matilda
Sweet Matilda, waltz
There's nothing here no more
But the kicking up of dust from your dancing shoes
Matilda, was it you
Who painted birds in a sky of blue
While I lay listening to harvest moon?
There's no movement at the station
Everyone's inside
Summertime's for hiding in the dark
There's a man from Snowy River
Knocking at your door
You tell him there's nothing I can give you
You're not my brother anymore
Sweet Matilda
Just when the sun sets at noon
Can you remember
The way we were at Bonnie Doon?
Summertime is gone
Get ready for the flood
Beware the Ides of March and the clouds of May
Matilda, was it you
Who took it all so soon?
Did it do you any good anyway?
Sweet Matilda
Just when the sun had left the day
Do you remember singing
Oh, dirty Maggie May?
They have taken her away
