The Ryebuck Shearer (Here's the Thunder Lads! - 2011)
Ryebuck Shearer
I come from the south and my name is Field And when my shears are properly steeled It's a hundred and odd I have very often peeled And of course I'm a ryebuck shearer
Chorus If I dont shear a tally before I go My shears and stone in the river I'll throw And I'll never open Sawbees or take another blow And prove I'm a ryebuck shearer
There's a bloke on the board and he's got a leather skin A very long nose and he shaves on the chin And a voice like a billy goat pissing in a tin And of course he's a ryebuck shearer
There's a bloke on the board and I heard him say I couldn't shear a hundred sheep in a day But some fine day I'll show him the way And prove I'm a ryebuck shearer
Oh I'll make a splash but I wont say when I'll hop off my tail and I'll into the pen While the ringer's shearing five I'll be shearing ten And prove I'm a ryebuck shearer
There's a bloke up north or so I've heard With a face like a dried up buffalo turd And if you think that's bad well you ought to see his bird She looks like a ryebuck shearer.
Notes:
From the singing of Jack Luscombe collected by John Meredith who also collected the words from Ernie Sibley in the beer garden of the Orient Hotel in Mudgee, NSW. The scene is recalled in Folk Songs of Australia "The four remembered verses were taken down, and after another beer Ernie set off on his pushbike. Ten minutes later he jumped off his bike and breathlessly added the chorus that he had suddenly remembered along the road".