Castlereagh

[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 [?]