Flash Jack from Gundagai

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,
Shearing 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.
They know me round the backblocks as Flash Jack from Gundagai.

I've shore at Big Willandra and I've shore at Tilberoo,
And once I drew my blades, boys, upon the famed Barcoo.
But at Cowan Downs and Trida as far as the Moulamein
I was always glad to get back again on the One Tree Plain.

And I've pinked them with the Wolseleys and I've brushed with B-bows too,
And I’ve shaved them in the grease, me boys, with the grass seeds showing through.
But I never slummed a pen, my lads, whatever it might contain,
When shearing for Old Tom Patterson on the One Tree Plain.

And I've been whaling up the Lachlan and I've dossed on Cooper's Creek,
And once I rung Cudjingie shed and blued it in a week.
But when Gabriel blows his trumpet, lads, I'll catch the morning train,
And push for Old Tom Patterson's on the One Tree Plain.