Bring ‘em down! The ringer yells, Push ‘em on their way! We got a dead line, We gotta make. Push em on all day. A thousand head we gotta shear, Before the end of the day. I want em done, Out in the paddock, Before the sun goes away. Come on there! Young tarboy, Slap some tar over here. Get a move on, Or I’ll tan your hide, I’ll clip you under the ear! The Aussie shed is the place to be, To see hard workmen shear. In hear you will see, How we pay, for our true cold Aussie beer. |
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