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Lime Juice Tub When shearing comes lay down your drums Step on the board you brand new chums With a ra-dum ra-dum rub-a-dub-dub Send him home in a lime juice tub Chorus (optional) Here we are in New South Wales Shearing the sheep as big as whales With leather necks and daggy tails And hides as tough as rusty nails Now you have crossed the briny deep You fancy you can shear a sheep With a ra-dum ra-dum rub-a-dub-dub We'll send you home in lime juice tub There's brand new chums and cockies sons They fancy that they are great guns They fancy they can shear the wool But the buggers can only tear and pull They tar the sheep till they're nearly black Roll up roll up and get the sack Once more we're away on the Wallaby Track Once more to look for the shearing oh The very next job they undertake Is to press the wool but they make a mistake They press the wool without any bales Shearing's hell in New South Wales And when they meet upon the road From off their backs throw down their load And at the sun they'll take a look Saying I reckon it's time to breast the cook We camp in huts without any doors Sleep upon the muddy floors With a pannikin of flour and a sheet of bark To wallop up a damper in the dark Its home its home I'd like to be Not humping my drum in this country Its sixteen thousand mile I've come To march along with the blanket drum From the singing of A.L.Lloyd. An early and very complete version appeared in the Bulletin 1898 where it was called 'The Whaler's Rhyme'. John Meredith collected a version from Cyril Ticehurst who had been a butcher in Grenfell, and who chanted rather than sang it. Lime Juice Tub is slang for a British ship. A.L.Lloyd heard it while working on the Lachlan River in the early 1930's. He writes: "This song was much sung in the woolsheds while the men were actually shearing". MG MG apr96
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