Colin Buchanan - Singlets Blue lyrics

Grab your gear - it's time to take a pen, Working out the western sheds again, From sheep to table, bin to bale co*kies work 'em tooth and nail To the chuggin' of the donk and the Chattering blade Dusty fleeces - burrs right through the wool The red-eyed wethers buck and kick and pull; Double money for an angry ram, An aching back from a gentle lamb And eyes peeled for a bare-bellied ewes So bend that back, Shear that wool, It's forty in the shade and the holding yards Are full With singlets blue And faces red - A bludger has no place in a shearing shed There's new boys there who seem to fight the sheep, Seem to leave a cut with every sweep Well take your needle take your thread And find yourself another shed The boss don't want butchers on his board So bend that back, Shear that wool, It's forty in the shade and the holding yards Are full With singlets blue And faces red - A bludger has no place in a shearing shed There isn't work much harder Then the work out on the board The fancy new sheds don't make it easy Cos sheep are just as stupid As sheep will ever be And shearing's still as sweaty and as greasy So bend that back, Shear that wool, It's forty in the shade and the holding yards Are full With singlets blue And faces red - A bludger has no place in a shearing shed T's not the work that many people choose, Lots of sheep and lots of mutton stews. But from presser to shearer to young shed hand They're doing their bit in a rugged land To bring to the world Australian wool So bend that back, Shear that wool, It's forty in the shade and the holding yards Are full With singlets blue And faces red - A bludger has no place in a shearing shed