Testo Click Go the Shears - Rolf Harris
Testo della canzone Click Go the Shears (Rolf Harris), tratta dall'album Ideal
Click go the shears boys, click, click, click
Wide is his blow and his hands move quick
The ringer looks around and he's beaten by a blow
And curses the old snagger with the blue-bellied Joe
Well, a blue-bellied Joe is a sheep with
Its stomach completely bare of wool
A snagger is a lucky fella
What else? The ringer is the champion of the shearing team
That's enough, let's go
Out on the boards the old shearer stands
Grasping his shears in his thin bony hands
Fixed is his eye on the blue-bellied Joe
And glory if he gets her won't he make the ringer go
Oh, click go the shears boys, click, click, click
Wide is his blow and his hands move quick
The ringer looks around and he's beaten by a blow
And curses the old snagger with the blue-bellied Joe
Out in the middle on his cane bottomed chair
Sits the boss of the joint with his eyes everywhere
He watches every fleece as it comes up to the screen
Pays particular attention if it's taken off clean
Click go the shears boys, click, click, click
Wide is his blow and his hands move quick
The ringer looks around and he's beaten by a blow
And curses the old snagger with the blue-bellied Joe
Well, the tar boy is there and he's in great demand
With his blackened tar pot in his tarry hand
He sees an old sheep with a cut upon her back
And this is what he's waiting for, "Tar here Jack!"
Oh, click go the shears boys, click, click, click
Wide is his blow and his hands move quick
The ringer looks around and he's beaten by a blow
And curses the old snagger with the blue-bellied Joe
Well, the colonial experienced man, he is there of course
With his shiny leggings like he just got off his horse
He casts his bloomin' eyes around just like a connoisseur
And you can hear him whistling, "Ain't I the perfect lure?"
Oh, click go the shears boys, click, click, click
Wide is his blow and his hands move quick
The ringer looks around and he's beaten by a blow
And curses the old snagger with the blue-bellied Joe
Well, the shearing is over, we've all had our pay
Pack up your swags boys and let's be on our way
The first pub we come to we'll all have a spree
With everybody shouting out, "Have a drink with me"
Oh, click go the shears boys, click, click, click
Wide is his blow and his hands move quick
The ringer looks around and he's beaten by a blow
And curses the old snagger with the blue-bellied Joe
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Writer(s): Tony Hatch
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