The Fellow From Koroit - Poem by Francis Duggan
One of Australia's finest shearers is his claim to renown
A top shearer in the shearing sheds many miles from Koroit Town
Many miles from the coastal countryside near Warrnambool where the Merri waters flow
That countryside he has not seen since he left there six years ago.
His type of rugged character have inspired bush bards to rhyme
A twenty seven year old and in his glorious prime
He has shorn in big shearing sheds through Australia up and down
And he has drunk in many a pub in many a bush town.
He works hard for his livelihood but life he does enjoy
And in every town a woman his needs to satisfy
A hard drinking and a hard working fellow and tops in the shearing shed
And women he's been with say quite a lover and very good in bed.
He has had his flings of passion he has drunk his share of beer
But of his adventurous lifestyle from him you will not hear
He is a macho fellow and those who know of him his praises sing
But he does not talk about himself he just does his own thing.
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