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Click go the shears boys, click, click, click

Wide is his blow and his hands move quick

The ringer looks around and is beaten by a blow

And curses the old snagger with the bare-bellied joe

Out on the board the old shearer stands

Grasping his shears in his thin bony hands;

Fixed is his eye on a bare-bellied joe

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

Click go the shears boys, click, click, click

Wide is his blow and his hands move quick

The ringer looks around and is beaten by a blow

And curses the old snagger with the bare-bellied joe

In the middle of the floor in his cane-bottomed chair

Sits the boss of the board with his eyes everywhere

Notes well each fleece as it comes to the screen

Paying strict attention that it’s taken off clean

Click go the shears boys, click, click, click

Wide is his blow and his hands move quick

The ringer looks around and is beaten by a blow

And curses the old snagger with the bare-bellied joe

The tar-boy is there waiting in demand

With his blackened tar-pot, in his tarry hand

Spies one old sheep with a cut upon its back

Hears what he’s waiting for it’s «Tar here, Jack!»

Click go the shears boys, click, click, click

Wide is his blow and his hands move quick

The ringer looks around and is beaten by a blow

And curses the old snagger with the bare-bellied joe

The colonial experience man, he is there of course

With his shiny leggin’s on, just got off his horse

Gazes all around him like a real connoisseur

Scented soap, and brilliantine and smelling like a whore

Click go the shears boys, click, click, click

Wide is his blow and his hands move quick

The ringer looks around and is beaten by a blow

And curses the old snagger with the bare-bellied joe

Now the shearing is all over, we’ve all got our cheques

So roll up your swags and it’s off down the track

The first pub we come to it’s there we’ll have a spree

And everyone that comes along it’s «Have a drink with me.»

Click go the shears boys, click, click, click

Wide is his blow and his hands move quick

The ringer looks around and is beaten by a blow

And curses the old snagger with the bare-bellied joe

There we leave him standing shouting for all hands

Whilst all around him every «shouter» stands

His eye is on the keg which now is lowering fast

He works hard, he drinks hard, and goes to hell at last!

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