Lachlan Tigers chords by The Bushwackers Band

Key: Cm

Verse 1:
Am                                           G
Well, at each gate each shearer stood as the whistle loudly blew,
     Dm                                    Am             E
With eyebrows fixed and lips compressed the tigers all fed too.
Am                        F                 C                      Em
You can hear the clicking of the shears as through the wool they glide
    Am      Em    Am    F          Am      G        Am
You see the gun already turned he’s on the whipping side.

Chorus:
Am                            G
A lot of Lachlan tigers, it's plain to see we are,
      Dm                       Am               E
Hark to our Burly ringer as he loudly calls for tar.
Am          F            C                 Em
“Tar here,” calls one and quick the tar boy flies,
Am     Em    Am      F   Am      G      Am
“Sweep those locks away,” another loudly cries.

Verse 2:
Am                               G
The scene it is a lively one and ought to be admired,
        Dm                               Am          E
There's never been a better board since Jacky Howe expired.
Am                  F             C                 E
Along the board our captain walks, his face all in a frown,
    Am      Em      Am    F         Am        G        Am
And passing by the ringer says, “You watch it lad keep down.”

Chorus:
Am                            G
A lot of Lachlan tigers, it's plain to see we are,
     Dm                        Am               E
Hark to our Burly ringer as he loudly calls for tar.
Am          F            C                 Em
“Tar here,” calls one and quick the tar boy flies,
Am     Em    Am      F   Am      G      Am
“Sweep those locks away,” another loudly cries.

Verse 3:
Am                                        G
For I must have those bellies off, there topknots too likewise,
  Dm                                    Am                  Em
My eye is quick, so none of your tricks or from me you will fly.
Am            F          C            Em
Curses on our gaffer he’s never on our side
   Am       Em    Am    F      Am         G     Am
To shear a decent tally boys in vain I've often tried.

Chorus:
Am                            G
A lot of Lachlan tigers, it's plain to see we are,
      Dm                       Am               E
Hail to our Burly ringer as he loudly calls for tar.
Am          F            C                 Em
“Tar here,” calls one and quick the tar boy flies,
Am     Em    Am      F   Am      G      Am
“Sweep those locks away,” another loudly cries.

Verse 4:
Am                                    G
I have a pair of Ward and Paine's and they are bright and new,
Dm                               Am                Em
I'll rig them up and let you see what I can really do.
Am                    F                  C                 Em
For I've shore on the riverend where they shear them by the score,
    Am     Em        Am      F         Am    G       Am
But such a terror as this to clip I've never shore before.

[Final Chorus]
Am                                           G
Now, at each gate each shearer stood as the whistle loudly blew,
     Dm                                    Am             E
With eyebrows fixed and lips set tight the tigers all fed too.
Am                                         C
You can hear the clicking of the shears as through the wool they glide
    Am      Em    Am    F          Am      G        Am
You see the gun already turned he’s on the whipping side.

Am                            G
A lot of Lachlan tigers, it's plain to see we are,
      Dm                       Am               E
Hark to our Burly ringer as he loudly calls for tar.
Am          F            C                 Em
“Tar here,” calls one and quick the tar boy flies,
Am     Em    Am      F   Am      G      Am
“Sweep those locks away,” another loudly cries.
Am     Em    Am      F   Am      G      Am
“Sweep those locks away,” another loudly cries.
Am     Em    Am      F   Am      G      Am
“Sweep those locks away,” another loudly cries.
Am     Em    Am      F   Am      G      Am
“Sweep those locks away,” another loudly cries.