# Date: Mon, 4 Nov 1996 09:21:05 +1100 (EST) From: mike <j5816129@redgum.bendigo.latrobe.edu.au> Subject: click_go_the_shears.crd "Click go the Shears" -Traditional Australian 6/8

^DOut on the board the ^Gold shearer stands ^DGrasping his shears in his ^E7thin bony ^A7hands ^DFixed is his gaze on a ^Gbare bellied yoe ^A7Glory if he gets her, won't he ^Dmake the ringer go

Chorus

^A7Click go the Shears boys, ^Dclick, click, click ^GWide is his blow and his ^Dhands move ^Aquick The ^Dringer looks around and is ^Gbeaten by a blow and ^A7curses the old bugger with the b^Dare bellied yoe

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 its taken off clean 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 The tar-boy is there waiting on demand With his blackened tar pot in his tarry hand Spies one old sheep with a cut upon its back Hears what he's wiating for its 'Tars here JAck! Now the shearing is over, we've all got our cheques So roll up your swags and its off down the trrack The first pub we come to its there we'll have a spree And everyone that comes along its "Have a drink with me" There we leave him standing shouting for hands Whilsat all around him everyt 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 - submitted by Mike Hiltonwood