Click Go the Shears - Goanna Gang.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : Traditional
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Traditional
[00:08.319]Out on the board the old shearer stands,
[00:12.069]Grasping his shears in his thin bony hand,
[00:16.074]Fixed is his gaze on a bare-bellied joe —
[00:19.833]Glory, if he gets her won’t he make the ringer go.
[00:24.086]Click go the shears, boys — click, click, click,
[00:28.068]Wide is his blow and his hands move quick,
[00:31.823]The ringer looks around and is beaten by a blow,
[00:36.022]And curses the old snagger with the bare-bellied joe.
[00:39.722]In the middle of the floor in his cane-bottomed chair,
[00:43.746]Sits the boss of the board with his eyes everywhere;
[00:47.983]He notes well each fleece as it comes to the screen,
[00:51.733]Paying strict attention that it’s taken off clean.
[00:55.978]Click go the shears, boys — click, click, click,
[01:00.225]Wide is his blow and his hands move quick,
[01:03.732]The ringer looks around and is beaten by a blow,
[01:07.734]And curses the old snagger with the bare-bellied joe.
[01:11.987]The colonial experience man, he is there of course,
[01:15.725]With his shiny leggings, just got off his horse.
[01:19.739]Casting round his eye like a real connoisseur
[01:23.984]Whistling the old timer tune, "I'm the Perfect Lure."
[01:27.991]Click go the shears, boys — click, click, click,
[01:31.984]Wide is his blow and his hands move quick,
[01:35.740]The ringer looks around and is beaten by a blow,
[01:39.980]And curses the old snagger with the bare-bellied joe.
[01:43.742]The tar boy is there, and he's waiting in demand,
[01:47.982]With his blackened tar pot, in his tarry hand,
[01:51.984]Sees one old sheep with a cut upon its back;
[01:55.978]Here is what he’s waiting for —“Tar here Jack!”
[01:59.979]Click go the shears, boys — click, click, click,
[02:03.994]Wide is his blow and his hands move quick,
[02:07.489]The ringer looks around and is beaten by a blow,
[02:11.978]And curses the old snagger with the bare-bellied joe.
[02:31.700]Now the shearing is all over and we’ve all got our cheques,
[02:35.455]Roll up your swags, boys, we’re off on the tracks,
[02:39.960]The first pub we come to, it’s there we’ll have a spree,
[02:43.943]And everyone who comes along, it’s “Come and drink with me!”
[02:47.958]Click go the shears, boys — click, click, click,
[02:51.947]Wide is his blow and his hands move quick,
[02:55.942]The ringer looks around and is beaten by a blow,
[03:00.145]And curses the old snagger with the bare-bellied joe.
[03:03.901]Down by the bar the old shearer stands,
[03:07.901]Grasping his glass in his thin bony hands,
[03:11.899]Fixed is his gaze on a green painted keg,
[03:15.913]Glory he’ll get down on it, before he stirs a leg.
[03:19.903]Click go the shears, boys — click, click, click,
[03:23.900]Wide is his blow and his hands move quick,
[03:27.906]The ringer looks around and is beaten by a blow,
[03:31.894]And curses the old snagger with the bare-bellied joe.
[03:35.903]There we leave him standing, shouting for all hands,
[03:39.893]While all around him every shouter stands,
[03:43.899]His eyes are on the keg, which now is lowering fast,
[03:47.898]He works hard and plays hard — and goes to hell at last!
[03:51.904]Click go the shears, boys — click, click, click,
[03:55.894]Wide is his blow and his hands move quick,
[03:59.902]The ringer looks around and is beaten by a blow,
[04:03.907]And curses the old snagger with the bare-bellied joe.
[04:07.644]Oh…Click go the shears, boys
[04:12.346]Click go the shears, boys
[04:15.595]I say"click go the shears, boys"
[04:22.097]click, click, click