Lachlan Tigers

paypal-badgesmlest

At his gate each shearer stood as the whistle loudly blew
With eyebrows fixed and lips compressed the Tigers all fell to
You can hear the clicking of the shears as through the wool they glide
You can see our gun’s already turned he’s on the whipping side

A lot of Lachlan Tigers its plain to see we are
Hark to our burley ringer as he loudly calls for tar
Tar hear calls one quick the tar boy flies
Sweep those locks away another  loudly cries

The scene it is a lively one and ought to be admired
There hasn’t been a better one since Jackie Howe expired
Along the boards our gaffer walks his face all in a frown
And passing along the boards he cries you watch me lads keep down

A lot of Lachlan Tigers its plain to see we are
Hark to our burley ringer as he loudly calls for tar
Tar hear calls one quick the tar boy flies
Sweep those locks away another  loudly cries

Well I must have those bellies off and top knots too likewise
Me eyes are quick so watch yer tricks or you’ll go off like flies
A curse upon our gaffer he’s never on our side
To shear a decent tally here in vain I’ve often tried

Well I’ve a pair of Ward and Paynes they are both bright and new
I’ll rig em up and let you see what I can really do
I’ve shorn them on the Riverina where we shear them by the score
But such a mob as this to shear I’ve never shorn before

A lot of Lachlan Tigers its plain to see we are
Hark to our burley ringer as he loudly calls for tar
Tar hear calls one quick the tar boy flies
Sweep those locks away another loudly cries
Sweep those locks away another loudly cries

Maggie May

paypal-badgesmlest

I was laid off at the home from a voyage to Sierra Leone
Two pound Ten and sixpence was my pay
When I drew the tin I grinned but I very soon got skinned
By a girl by the name of Maggy May

Oh Maggy Maggy May they have taken you away
And sent you to Van Diemans cruel shores
For you robbed so many a sailor
And you skinned so many a whaler
And you’ll never shine in Paradise Street no more

Well I sharn’t forget the day that I first met Maggy May
She was cruising up and down the Canning Place
With a figure so divine like a frigate of the line
And me being a sailor gave chase

Next day I woke in bed with a sore and aching head
No shoes no shirt no trousers could I find
When I asked her where they were she said “My Dear Sir
They’re down in Kellys Locker number nine”

Oh Maggy Maggy May they have taken you away
And sent you to Van Diemens cruel shores
For you robbed so many a sailor
And you skinned so many a whaler
And you’ll never shine in Paradise Street no more

Oh you thieving Maggy May you have robbed me of my pay
When I slept last night with you ashore
And the judge he guilty found her of robbing a homeward bounder
And she’ll never shine on Paradise Street no more

paypal-badgesmlrtint

Shores Of Botany Bay

paypal-badgesmlest

Farewell to yer bricks and yer mortar farewell to yer dirty lime
Farewell to yer gangway and yer gangplank and to hell with yer overtime
The good ship Ragamuffin is lying at the quay
For to take a man with a shovel on his back to the shores of Botany Bay

On me way down to the quay where the good ship now does lay
To command a gang of navvies I was told to engage
I thought I would stop in for a while before I went away
For to take a trip on an immigrant ship to the shores of Botany Bay

Farewell to yer bricks and yer mortar farewell to yer dirty lime
Farewell to yer gangway and yer gangplank and to hell with yer overtime
The good ship Ragamuffin is lying at the quay
For to take a man with a shovel on his back to the shores of Botany Bay

Well me boss came up this morning and he said well Pete hullo
If you do not mix that mortar batch be sure you’ll have to go
Well he did so insult me I demanded all me pay
And with a golden shake I was gonna immigrate to the shores of Botany Bay

Farewell to yer bricks and yer mortar farewell to yer dirty lime
Farewell to yer gangway and yer gangplank and to hell with yer overtime
The good ship Ragamuffin is lying at the quay
For to take a man with a shovel on his back to the shores of Botany Bay

And when I reach Australia I’ll go and look for gold
There’s plenty there for digging or so I have been told
Maybe I’ll go back to me trade 800 bricks I’d lay
On a eight hour shift and eight bob pay on the shores of Botany Bay

Farewell to yer bricks and yer mortar farewell to yer dirty lime
Farewell to yer gangway and yer gangplank and to hell with yer overtime
The good ship Ragamuffin is lying at the quay
For to take a man with a shovel on his back to the shores of Botany Bay

paypal-badgesmlrtint

The Whale

paypal-badgesmlest

 

We sailed from port one morning when the weather it was fair
A gentle breeze it blew then and no one gave a care
They sang and danced and laughed that night and opened up the keg
We’re out to catch the whale that took the Captains leg di di di di didi di

The Captain said a piece of gold fer he who sees me whale
So bend yer backs and row me lads I know that you won’t fail
And bend yer backs and row me lads and take me to me whale
Tonight we’ll sing and dance and tomorrow light we’ll sail
We’ll sail into the harbour no prouder men they’ll be
As we show them all we captured the monster from the sea di di di di didi di

They saw the whale one morning when the weather it was fair
The men were all white as ghosts but the Captain didn’t care
I’ll take the whale myself he said the weak can stay behind
The strong can share my glory and tonight they’ll share my wine di di di di didi di

The whale it came so close it was bigger than the sky
They lowered down the long boats and the Captain gave a cry
So bend yer backs and row me lads and take me to my whale
Tonight we’ll sing and dance and tomorrows light we’ll sail
We’ll sail into the harbour no prouder men there’ll be
As we show them all we captured the monster from the sea di di di di didi di

The whale it came so close it almost tipped the boat
The Captain raised his spear and rammed it down its throat
The whale it gave a mournful cry and lifted its great tail
And brought it down a crashing hit their boat worse than a gale di di di di didi di

A hundred years have past since the Captain and his men
Went below to spend their days in Davey Jones’ Den
The whale it goes on living but inside it bears a scar
And if yer ever near that place a voice calls from afar di di di di didi di

So bend yer backs and row me lads and take me to me whale
Tonight we’ll sing and dance at tomorrows light we’ll sail
We’ll sail into the harbour no prouder men there’ll be
As we show them all we captured the monster from the sea di di di di didi di

paypal-badgesmlrtint

Queensland Whalers

paypal-badgesmlest

 

I’ve sailed the North Atlantic where the ice flows in the breeze
And roamed the Dutch West Indies in the calm blue sunny seas
When I think of ships and sailors my thoughts return again
To a season spent in Moreton Bay with Queensland Whaling men

Oh you Queensland whalers who’ve cut the sugar cane
And drove the herds of cattle across the dry and dusty plain
You’ve dug the ore at Isa, laid countless miles of rail
And now you’ve come to Moreton Bay to catch a   humpback whale

The man up in the crows nest as whaling legend goes
Looks out across the water and bellows Thar she blows
But here in sunny Queensland you’ll often hear them shout
There goes a bloody beauty mate so get yer finger out

Oh you Queensland whalers who’ve cut the sugar cane
And drove the herds of cattle over the dry and dusty plain
You’ve dug the ore at Isa, laid countless miles of rail
And now you’ve come to Moreton Bay to catch a   humpback whale

From Moreton to Caloundra those whaling sharks abound
They’ll wait like dingos in the scrub fer a wounded beast to down
But there taste fer blood and savagery it never could compare
To the bite that inland revenue takes from our bonus share

Oh you Queensland whalers who’ve cut the sugar cane
And drove the herds of cattle across the dry and dusty plain
You’ve dug the ore at Isa, laid countless miles of rail
And now you’ve come to Moreton Bay to catch a   humpback whale

When fuels tanks were running low we’d sail to Brisbane town
And at the nearest boozer our sorrows we would drown
With beer and firey whiskey and plonk of vintage rare
We’d steer a steady zig zag course without a flaming care

paypal-badgesmlrtint