Sheepshearing Blues

I wake up in the morning
Wool down in my eyes
It's early, I'm still yawning
As I watch the sun arise
I hear sounds from the wooden shed
I hear the song of the clipperman
I wonder if he's nervous,
'Cos I knows that I am

The man with the clippers
He's been on the booze
He's got a hand around a part of me
That I don't wanna lose
I got sheep apprehensions
I got these sheep-shearin' blues
I got a man with a bit o' me
That I don't wanna lose

I see these big shearin' clippers
In front of my eyes
I got this bad bad feelin'
That they not be sterilized
I got deep sheep reservations
I got them sheep-shearin' blues
I got a bit of anatomy
In the hand of a man on the booze.

Now please mister clipperman
Short back and sides
Is all that I need
Don't take ought besides
Wool I can grow again
Man, be my friend
Please leave me something
To enjoy this weekend

He's clip clip clippin'
I'm in the hands of a nut
He's boozed up drunk
And going for the cut
It's sheep apprehension
It's those sheep-shearin' blues
I got bits near the shears near the bits
That I don't wanna lose

I am sheep shape and happy
Please leave me entire
Those short curly woolly bits
Are all I desire
I know you've a job to do
But mister clipperman, please
Have a thought for my future
This sheep's on it's knees

Then there's that dippy man
Who thinks he's a clown
Thinks that it's fun to dip
Sheep upside down.
Please mister dippy man
I've self respect to keep
Don't dunk me like a biscuit,
Please, dip me like a sheep

My shepherdess is waiting
She's my darling English rose
I love her with sheep's passion
She punches me on my nose
I got these sheep luvvin' passions
I got these sheep-shearin' blues
She'll hit me and she'll hurt me
It makes me black and makes me blooooo.