Lyrics:

Bottom of the food chain
When you're working all day in that stinking shed
No chance of any weight gain
When you're running up and down that board
You're sweating and your face is red
Waiting all day for the sun to go down
Jump in the ute head into town
Have a couple of beers with the shearers too
It's a damn good job once the day is through
Chorus
I love the rousy life
Always on the go can't be slow
Sweat and dust from head to toe
Waiting for the next smoko, that's right
But work is work and that's ok
You have good fun and you earn your pay
But I can't wait for that cut-out Friday night
Can't say boring
Always something to do for us shedhands
Start seven thirty in the morning
Then all day long it's fleeces, bellies, locks, stained wool and dags
Don't get in the shearers way
I'm telling you there'll be hell to pay
Gotta grab that fleece sweep the board
Make sure that broome don't hit the floor
Chorus
I love the rousy life
Always on the go can't be slow
Sweat and dust from head to toe
Waiting for the next smoko, that's right
But work is work and that's ok
You have good fun and you earn your pay
But I can't wait for that cut-out Friday night
Standing round skirting
While that cockie's watching like a hawk
And that presser Dave's flirting
Well that boy's so fine
It's hard to keep your mind
On the job
Chorus
I love the rousy life
Always on the go can't be slow
Sweat and dust from head to toe
Waiting for the next smoko, that's right
But work is work and that's ok
You have good fun and you earn your pay
But I can't wait for that cut-out Friday night
Yeah work is work and that's ok
You have good fun and earn your pay
But I can't wait for that cut out Friday night