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william clauson - click go the shears lyrics

out on the board the old shearer stands
grasping his shears in his thin bony hands
fixed is his gaze on a bare+bellied yoe
glory if he gets her, won’t he make the ringer go

cl!ck go the shears, boys, cl!ck cl!ck cl!ck
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 yoe

in the middle of the floor in his cane+bottomed chair
sits the boss of the board with his eyеs everywherе
notes well each fleece as it comes to the screen
paying strict attention that it’s taken off clean

cl!ck go the shears, boys, cl!ck cl!ck cl!ck
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 yoe

the tar+boy is there and awaiting in demand
with his blackened tar+pot in his tarry hand
sees one old sheep with a cut upon its back
here is what he’s waiting for, it’s, “tar here, jack”

cl!ck go the shears, boys, cl!ck cl!ck cl!ck
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 yoe
shearing is all over, we’ve all got our cheques
roll up your swag, boys, 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”

cl!ck go the shears, boys, cl!ck cl!ck cl!ck
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 yoe

down by the bar the old shearer stands
grasping his glass in his thin bony hands
fixed is his gaze on a green+painted keg
glory, he’ll get down on it before he stirs a leg

cl!ck go the shears, boys, cl!ck cl!ck cl!ck
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 yoe

there we leave him standing, shouting for all hands
whilst all around him every shouter stands
his eyes are on the cask which now is lowering fast
he works hard, he drinks hard, and goes to h+ll at last

cl!ck go the shears, boys, cl!ck cl!ck cl!ck
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 yoe

- william clauson lyrics

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