Castlereagh

Lyrics

[Intro] In Australia, along the river, Castlereagh A man looking for uh, work as a sheep shearer Occasionally ran into non-union camps And from that just like anywhere else a non-union worker was called a Scab And when you get the sufficient collection of Scabs all in one place, this condition is referred to as Leprosy [Verse 1] I'm riding down the Castlereagh, and I'm a station hand I'm handy with a with a rope and pole I'm handy with a brand And I can raid a rowdy culture, swing the axe all day But there's no demand for a station hand along the Castlereagh [Chorus 1] So shift, boy shift For there isn't a slide of stout It's time to make a move to the stations further out So I saddled up my pack-horse, and whistled to my dog And I made for up the county at the old [?] [Verse 2] I asked a [?] for shearing once along the Marthaguy "We share non-unions here" said he I call that Scab-[?] I looked along the shearing board before I turned to go There were fifty bloody Scabbies there, a shearing in a row [Chorus 2] So shift, boy shift For there wasn't a slide of stout It's time to take a move with the Leprosy about So I saddled up my pack-horse, and whistled to my dog And I made for up the county at the old [?] [Verse 3] I went to Illawarra were my brother has a farm He has to ask his Landlords leave before he lifts an arm The Landlord owns the countryside Man, women, dog, and cat And they haven't the cheek to dare to speak without they touch their hats [Chorus 3] So shift, boy shift For there wasn't a slide of stout Their little Landlord god and I would soon have fallen out out So I saddled up my pack-horse, and whistled to my dog And I made for up the county at the old [?]