From somewhere in the outback, round Menindee Ivanhoe,
Came a legendary shearer who threw in whopping blows
They say he shore one thousand sheep, one week,
When he was 17, that he surely is the greatest,
The best there's ever been.
The Lord of the Steel
He peels because it's a wheel
He makes the roustabouts squeal with excitement,
Cos he's the lord of the steel
The Lord of the Steel
Well, I met him in November, and I could shear a bit myself,
But what really made me realise that this bloke was something else,
Was that I had 200 out by lunch, but he was going better
He'd finished all the use and he had started on the wethers
The Lord of the Steel
He peels because it's a wheel
He makes the roustabouts squeal with delight,
Cos he's the Lord of the Steel
The Lord of the Steel
Well, not only could he shear, but he could make you laugh as well
He made each day hilarious, until the final bell
Then he hopped into his old ute, and he'd floor it into town
Singing 'kill the cocky, steal the wool, burn the woolshed down'
The Lord of the Steel
He peels because it's a wheel
He makes the roustabouts squeal passionately,
Cos he's the Lord of the Steel
The Lord of the Steel
Kill the cocky, steal the wool, burn the woolshed down
Kill the cocky, steal the wool, burn the woolshed down
Kill the cocky, steal the wool, burn the woolshed down
Kill the cocky, steal the wool, burn the woolshed down
The Lord of the Steel
He peels because it's a wheel
He makes the roustabouts squeal passionately,
Cos he's the Lord of the Steel
And they say his name was Adam McClure or something like that