The shearers were shearing at Bethlehem,
The men were all at the shed,
When a swagman asked for shelter of them,
For his wife on an ass he led.
The rep. looked him over, his head on one side,
Like an emu out in the scrub,
When the stranger said his wife was denied
Accommodation at the pub.
The girl was pregnant. Ah, what was the use,
Us blokes we could read the signs:
They'd kicked her out when she couldn't produce
Respectable marriage lines.
Well, that was all right. Why, every tramp,
White, or yellow, or...
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