Click go the Shears Boys

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Out on the board the old shearer stands

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Grasping his shears in his thin bony hands

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Fixed is his gaze on a bare bellied joe

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Glory if he gets her, won't he make the ringer go


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Click go the shears boys click click click

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Wide is his blow and his hands move quick

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The ringer looks around and is beaten by a  blow

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And curses the old snagger with a blue bellied joe


In the middle of the floor in his cane-bottomed chair
Is the boss of the board with eyes everywhere.
Notes well every fleece as it comes to the screen
Paying strict attention that it's taken off clean.

The Colonial-Experience man is there, of course.
With his shiny leggins, he just got off his horse.
Casting round his eye like a real connoiseur
Whistling the old tune, I'm the Perfect Lure.

The tar boy is there awaiting demand
With his blackened tar pot in his tarry hand.
Sees one old sheep with a cut upon its back.
Here's what he's waited for, "Tar here, Jack!"

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

...There is more of the song than what is here...