The Town Pants - New South Wales lyrics

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Here we are in New South Wales

Shearing sheep as big as whales

With leather necks and jaggy tails

And hides as tough as rusty nails

When shearing comes lay down your guns

Step to the board you brand new chums

With a ratum ratum rub a dub dub

We'll send you back on the lime juice tub

These brand new chums and chappie sons

Fancy their the greatest guns

Fancy they can shear the wool

The beggars can only tear and pull

Though we live beyond our means

Our daughters wear no crinolines

Nor are they bothered by boots or shoes

But live wild in the woods with the kangaroos

Home its home I'd like to be

Far from the woods and the back country

Sixteen thousand miles I've come

To spend my life as a shearing bum