Out on the board,
the old shearer stands
Grasping his shears in
his thin bony hands
Fixed is his gaze on the
bare -bellied E .O.
Glory if he gets a
won't he make the ringer go
Click -lick -a -oh the shearer's voice,
click -a -lick -a -lick
Why does he glow
and his hands move quick?
The ringer looks around
and is beaten by a blow
And curses the old stagger
with the barebelly knee -oh
In the middle of the floor
in his cane -bottom chair
Sits the boss of the board
with eyes everywhere
Notes well the fleece as it
comes to the screen
Saying, And by the livin' Harry,
can't you take him off clean?
Calico, the shears boy's
quick -a -lick -a -lick
Wide as he go and his hands move quick
The ringer looks around
and is beaten by a blow
And curses the old snagger
with a bare bellini -o
The tar boy is there, awaiting in demand
With his blackened tar pottle
in his tarry hand,
Sees an old ewe with a cut upon its back,
Here is what he's waiting for,
his tar head jack!
Hey, quicker this year's toys,
click -a -lick -a -lick,
Why does he blow
and his hands move quick?
The ringer looks around
and is beaten by a blow,
And curses the old snagger
with a fair bellinio.
The shearing is all over,
we've all got our checks
So roll up your swag
and it's off along the track
The very first pub we come to
is there we'll have a spree
And everyone that comes along
is come and drink with me
Click -lick -a -oh,
this year's boy's click -a -lick -a -lick
Why does he glow
and his hands move quick?
The ringer looks around
and is beaten by a blow
And curses the old stagger
with a pep radio