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1. Now at his gate each shearer stood as the whistle loudly blew
With eyebrows fixed and lips compressed, the tigers all bent too
You could hear the clicking of the shears as through the wool they glide,
You see a gun already turned, he's on the whipping side.

A lot of Lachlan tigers it’s plain to see we are
Hark to our burly ringer as he loudly calls for tar
Tar here calls one and quick the tar boy flies
Sweep those locks away, another loudly cries.


2. The scene it is a lively one and ought to be admired
There hasn’t been a better board since Jacky Howe expired
Along the board our gaffer walks his face all in a frown
And passing by the ringer says you watch my lad keep down.

2. For I must have their bellies off and topknots too likewise
My eye is quick so none of your tricks or from me you will fly
Oh curses on our gaffer he's never on our side
To shear a decent tally boys in vain I've often tried.

3. I have a pair of Ward and Paine's that are both bright and new
I'll ring them up and I'll let you see what I can really do
For I've shorn on the Riverine where they shear 'em by the score
But such a terror as this to clip I never shore before.

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