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

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

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

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

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

is all over 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 comes along it's, "Come and drink with me!"

by the bar the old shearer stands
Grasping his glass in his bony hands
Fixed is his on a green-painted keg
Glory get down on it ere he stirs a peg

we leave him standing, shouting for all hands
Whilst all around him every 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 clean out the crutch
Go up the for the rules they are such
You clean round the first shoulder go down
One up the back and you then turn around

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