Click, all the shears,
boys, click, click, click
Why is the blow
when his hands are movin' quick?
Oh, you pull out a sheet
and he lands you a kick
And still you hear the shears a -goin'
click, click, click
Mm -hmm, mm -hmm,
mm mm -hmm, mm mm -hmm.
Click go the shears, boys,
click, click, click.
Why is the load at his
hands are moving quick?
Oh, you pull out the sheet,
and he lands you a kick.
And still you hear the shears are going
click, click, click.
7 ,000 acres sounds like a lot,
it ain't when you're grazing
all the sheep we've got.
There's plenty of food and water,
so they never kink.
They're happy till they hear the shears go clink,
clink, clink.
Clink, all the shears, boys,
clink, clink, clink.
Wide is the blow,
and his hands are movin' quick,
For you pull out a sheet,
and he lands you a kick,
And still you hear the shizzer goin'
click, click, click.
You take off the belly wool,
and finish rollin' the crutch,
Then go up the neck,
for the rules they are such,
You clean down the horns,
and the purse shoulder down,
A logo up the back,
and then you turn around.
Click go the shears, boys,
click, click, click.
Wide is the blow,
and his hands are moving quick.
Oh, you pull out a sheet,
and he lands you a cake.
And still you hear the shears a -goin',
click, click, click.