Chorus
If I don't shear a tally before I go
then my shears and my stone in the river I'll throw
And I'll never open Sawbees to take another blow
And I'll prove I'm a ryebuck shearer
( same chords for chorus & verses )
( f# = single note, 6th string, 2ndfret )
G f# Em G f# Em
I come from the south and my name it's field
G D A7
And when my shears are properly steeled
G f# Em G f# Em
A hundred and more I have very often peeled,
G D G C G
And of course I'm a ryebuck shear-er
There's a bloke on the board and I heard him say
That 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
There's a bloke on the board and he's got yellow skin
A very long nose and he shaves on the chin
And a voice like a billygoat pissing on a tin
And of course he's a ryebuck shearer
There's a bloke named Bill, or so I've heard
He's got a face like a dried up Buffalow's turd
He thinks he's really good but ya oughta see his bird
She thinks shes a ryebuck shearer
** seen this played several diverse & diferent ways but this is the way I
** learnt it, any alternatives or additional lyrics welcomed
** - Mike HW
