Ballads of the Bush: The Man from Ironbark-Jon English/Gavin Lockley
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TXT Ballads of the Bush: The Man from Ironbark-Jon English/Gavin Lockley 文本歌词
Ballads of the Bush: The Man from Ironbark - Jon English/Gavin Lockley
Written by：Gavin Lockley/Banjo Patterson
It was the man from Ironbark who struck the Sydney town
He wandered over street and park he wandered up and down
He loitered here he loitered there till he was like to drop
Until at last in sheer despair he sought a barber's shop
'Ere shave my beard and whiskers off I'll be a man of mark
I'll go and do the Sydney toff up home in Ironbark
The barber man was small and flash as barbers mostly are
He wore a strike-your-fancy sash he smoked a huge cigar
He was a humorist of note and keen at repartee
He laid the odds and kept a tote whatever that may be
And when he saw our friend arrive he whispered here's a lark
Just watch me catch him all alive this man from Ironbark
There were some gilded youths that sat along the barber's wall
Their eyes were dull their heads were flat they had no brains at all
To them the barber passed the wink his dexter eyelid shut
I'll make this bloomin' yokel think his bloomin' throat is cut
And as he soaped and rubbed it in he made a rude remark
I s'pose the flats is pretty green up there in Ironbark
A grunt was all reply he got he shaved the bushman's chin
Then made the water boiling hot and dipped the razor in
He raised his hand his brow grew black he paused awhile to gloat
Then slashed the red-hot razor-back across his victim's throat
Upon the newly-shaven skin it made a livid mark
No doubt it fairly took him in the man from Ironbark
He fetched a wild up-country yell might wake the dead to hear
And though his throat he knew full well was cut from ear to ear
He struggled gamely to his feet and faced the murd'rous foe
You've done for me you dog I'm beat one hit before I go
I only wish I had a knife you blessed murdering shark
But you'll remember all your life the man from Ironbark
He lifted up his hairy paw with one tremendous clout
He landed on the barber's jaw and knocked the barber out
He set to work with nail and tooth he made the place a wreck
He grabbed the nearest gilded youth and tried to break his neck
And all the while his throat he held to save his vital spark
And murder bloody murder yelled the man from Ironbark
A peeler man who heard the din came in to see the show
He tried to run the bushman in but he refused to go
And when at last the barber spoke and said 'twas all in fun
'Twas just a little harmless joke a trifle overdone
A joke he cried by George that's fine a lively sort of lark
I'd like to catch that murdering swine some night in Ironbark
And now while round the shearing floor the list'ning shearers gape
He tells the story o'er and o'er and brags of his escape
Them barber chaps what keeps a tote by George I've had enough
One tried to cut my bloomin' throat but thank the Lord it's tough
And whether he's believed or no there's one thing to remark
That flowing beards are all the go way up in Ironbark