the shearer's dream - a. l. lloyd lyrics
i dreamt i sh-r- in a shearing shed and it was a dream of joy
for every one of them rouseabouts was a girl dressed up as a boy
dressed up like a page in a pantomime, oh the prettiest ever i’ve seen
they had flaxen hair, they had coal black hair, and every shade between
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there was short plump girls, there was tall slim girls, prettiest ever i’ve seen
they was four foot five, they was six feet high, and every shape between
the sheds was cooled by electric fans that were over every shoot
the pens were of polished mahogany and everything else to suit
the huts had springs to the mattresses and the tucker was simply grand
and every night by the billabong we danced to a german band
our pay was the wool on the jumbucks’ backs, and we sh-r- until they was blue
the sheep were washed before they were shorn and the rams was perfumed too
and we all of us wept when the shed cut out in spite of the long hot days
for every hour them girls waltzed in with whisky and beer on trays
there was three of them girls to every chap and as jealous as could be
there was three of them girls to every chap and six of them picked on me
we was dropping them out for the homeward track and sharing them out like steam
when i woke with me head in the blazing sun to find it a shearer’s dream
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