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Out on the the old shearer stands
Grasping his shears in his long hands
Fixed is his on a bare-bellied "joe"
Glory if he gets her, he make the ringer go

Click go the boys, click, click, click
Wide is his blow and his hands move
The ringer around and is beaten by a blow
And curses the old snagger with the "joe"

In the of the floor in his caneebottomede chair
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 colonial-experience man he is there, of
With his shiny leggin's got off his horse
Casting round his eye like a connoisseur
Whistling the old "I'm the Perfect Lure"

The tar-boy is awaiting in demand
With his tar-pot and his tarry hand
one old sheep with a cut upon its back
Here's what he's waiting for "Tar Jack!"

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

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

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

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

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