Kelvin Still Shears On

Verse 1
Before the sun would touch the sky,
He’d have his boots and singlet dry,
Down to the shed with a steady grin,
Where the boards would creak and the day’d begin.
Lanolin air and the smell of hay,
Radio crackle to start the day,
A flick and roll, smooth and strong —
Kelvin’s rhythm all day long.
Chorus
Oh Kelvin still shears on, shears on,
Eighty years and he’s still strong,
From dusty sheds to setting sun,
He worked that handpiece like a gun.
Raise your glass and sing along,
To a life well lived and tallies long —
Here’s to the man who’s eighty years young,
Kelvin still shears on.
Verse 2
Through drought and flood and seasons tough,
When the going got hard, he called it “rough,”
But never once did he step aside,
With grit and humour as his guide.
Smoko tea in an old tin mug,
Stories shared with a friendly shrug,
A wink, a laugh, a yarn well spun —
That’s how the best days all were won.
Chorus
Oh Kelvin still shears on, shears on,
Eighty years and he’s still strong,
From dusty sheds to setting sun,
He worked that handpiece like a gun.
Raise your glass and sing along,
To a life well lived and tallies long —
Here’s to the man who’s eighty years young,
Kelvin still shears on.
Bridge
His hands tell tales of years gone by,
Of wool like clouds and open sky,
Of family grown and love held tight,
The truest work done out of sight.
Not just sheep and not just land —
But hearts shaped by his steady hand.
Final Chorus (big finish)
Oh Kelvin still shears on, shears on,
Eighty years and proud and strong,
Though the handpiece rests more now,
There’s fire still beneath his brow.
So lift your voices, loud and long,
For the shearer we’ve leaned upon —
Eighty cheers and the day’s not done,
Kelvin still shears on!

Irish Folk, Nostalgic, Male Vocals, Harmonica, Rhythm Guitar