Flash Jack from Gundagai 1960 by A. L. Lloyd Lyrics
I've shore at Burrabogie and I've shore at Toganmain
I've shore at big Willandra and out on the Coleraine
But before the shearing was over I wished I was back again
Shearin' for old Tom Patterson, on the One-Tree Plain
[Chorus]
All among the wool, boys, all among the wool
Keep your blades full, boys, keep your blades full
I can do a respectable tally meself whenever I like to try
And I'm known around the country as Flash Jack from Gundagai
I've shore at big Willandra, and I've shore at Tilberoo
And once I drew me blades, boys, upon the famous Barcoo
At Cowan Downs and Trida, and far as Moulamein
And I was always glad to get back again on the One-Tree Plain
I've pinked them with the Wolseleys and I've rushed with B-bows too
I've shaved them in the grease, boys, with the grass seed showin' through
I never slummed a pen, me lads, for whatever it might contain
When shearin' for old Tom Patterson, on the One-Tree Plain
I've been whalin' up the Lachlan and I've dossed on Cooper's Creek
And once I rung Cudjingie shed and blued it in a week
And when Gabriel blows his trumpet, lads, I'll catch the morning train
And I'll push for old Tom Patterson's on the One-Tree Plain
[Chorus]
All among the wool, boys, all among the wool
Keep your blades full, boys, keep your blades full
I can do a respectable tally meself whenever I like to try
And I'm known around the country as Flash Jack from Gundagai
I've shore at big Willandra and out on the Coleraine
But before the shearing was over I wished I was back again
Shearin' for old Tom Patterson, on the One-Tree Plain
[Chorus]
All among the wool, boys, all among the wool
Keep your blades full, boys, keep your blades full
I can do a respectable tally meself whenever I like to try
And I'm known around the country as Flash Jack from Gundagai
I've shore at big Willandra, and I've shore at Tilberoo
And once I drew me blades, boys, upon the famous Barcoo
At Cowan Downs and Trida, and far as Moulamein
And I was always glad to get back again on the One-Tree Plain
I've pinked them with the Wolseleys and I've rushed with B-bows too
I've shaved them in the grease, boys, with the grass seed showin' through
I never slummed a pen, me lads, for whatever it might contain
When shearin' for old Tom Patterson, on the One-Tree Plain
I've been whalin' up the Lachlan and I've dossed on Cooper's Creek
And once I rung Cudjingie shed and blued it in a week
And when Gabriel blows his trumpet, lads, I'll catch the morning train
And I'll push for old Tom Patterson's on the One-Tree Plain
[Chorus]
All among the wool, boys, all among the wool
Keep your blades full, boys, keep your blades full
I can do a respectable tally meself whenever I like to try
And I'm known around the country as Flash Jack from Gundagai