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Out on the the old shearer stands
Grasping his shears in his bony hands
Fixed is his on a bare-bellied "joe"
Glory if he gets her, won't he the ringer go

Click go the shears boys, click, click,
Wide is his and his hands move quick
The ringer looks around and is beaten by a
And curses the old with the blue-bellied "joe"

In the middle of the floor in his caneebottomede
Is the of the board, with eyes everywhere
Notes well each as it comes to the screen
Paying strict if it's taken off clean

The man he is there, of course
With his shiny leggin's got off his horse
Casting round his eye a real connoisseur
Whistling the old "I'm the Perfect Lure"

The tar-boy is there in demand
With his blackened tar-pot and his tarry
Sees one old sheep with a cut its back
Here's he's waiting for "Tar here Jack!"

Shearing is all over and we've all got our
Roll up swag for we're off on the tracks
The first pub we come to it's there have a spree
And everyone that comes along it's, "Come and drink me!"

Down by the bar the old shearer
Grasping his glass in his thin bony
is his gaze on a green-painted keg
Glory he'll get on it ere he stirs a peg

There we him standing, shouting for all hands
Whilst all around him every shouter
His eyes are on the cask which is now lowering
He works hard he drinks and goes to hell at last

You off the belly-wool clean out the crutch
Go up the for the rules they are such
You clean round the horns first go down
One blow up the back and you then around

Click, click, that's how the go
Click, click, so quick
You out a sheep he'll give a kick
And still hear your shears going click, click,