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

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

In the of the floor in his caneebottomede chair
Is the boss of the board, with eyes
well each fleece as it comes to the screen
Paying strict attention if it's taken off

The colonial-experience man he is there, of
his shiny leggin's just got off his horse
Casting round his eye like a real
Whistling the old tune "I'm the Lure"

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

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

Down by the bar the old stands
Grasping his glass in his bony hands
Fixed is his gaze on a keg
Glory he'll get down on it ere he a peg

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

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

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