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CLICK GO THE SHEARS cho: Click go the shears, boys, click, click, click, Wide is his blow and his hands move quick, The ringer looks around as he's beaten by a blow And curses the old swagger with the blue-bellied Joe. Out on the boards the old shearer stands, Clasping his shears in his thin bony hands, Fixed is his eyes on a blue-bellied Joe Glory, if he gets her, won't he make the ringer go! The tar boy is there, and he's in great demand With his blackened tar-pot in his tarry hand: He sees one old sheep with a cut upon its back This is what he's waiting for, it's "Tar here, Jack!" Is the boss of the joint, with his eyes everywhere Notes well each fleece as it comes to the screen Pays strict attention that it's taken off clean. The Colonial Experienced Man, he's there of course With his shiny leggings like he's just off his horse Casting 'round his eyes, just like a coinnosier, Whistling the old tying tune, "I'm a perfect lure." Well, the shearing is over, we've all got our checks Pack up your swags, boys, we're off on the tracks The first pub we come to, it's there we'll have a spree With everybody shouting out, "Come and drink with me!." Note: ringer: fastest shearer on the team swagger: lucky fella blue-bellied Joe: sheep with completely-shaved belly tar: antiseptic ointment for cuts. Looks and smells like its name. Colonial Experienced Man: A sort-of Humane-Society inspector. @work @animal @Australian filename[ CLKSHEAR TUNE FILE: CLKSHEAR CLICK TO PLAY LN |
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