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I'd spent the day down at the market and seen me sheep get sold,
And I'd got a pretty good price for the seven six months old,
So I bought some treats for those at home to celebrate me luck,
Then I climbed up in the cabin and drove off in me truck.

I suppose that I was half way home when I seen near the road,
Two blokes on their hands and knees, past where the council  mowed,
I wondered what the two were up to, so I couldn't let this pass,
And when I got up close to them, I could see they're eating grass.

I must admit that I was shocked for grass is not our staple diet,
And I must admit no matter what, I don't think I would try it,
Of course I got inquisitive "Is that grass you're eating mate?"
And he replied, "My oath it is, and just now it's tasting great".

I was stunned but understood, when he added to his plight
"It's all we have, we have no money, and then he took another bite".
So I couldn't leave these poor folk here, to graze like cattle do.
I said to them "Please come with me, for I would like to feed you".

But the pair of them were hesitant after hearing my request,
And said that they appreciate my invitation as a guest,
But they both have wives and children with whom they both belong.
I said, "Go and round them up, I'd like youse all to come along".  

These poor folk need a helping hand that are riding in me truck,
And seeing that they all ate grass had brought me a stroke of luck,
For you see I had forgotten, one reason why I went to town,
I'm supposed to buy a set of points, 'cause me mowers broken down.

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