A Pub With No Beer

[Intro ]

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What a terrible place is a pub with no beer 



[Verso 1]
 
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Oh it's lonesome away from your kindred and all 
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By the campfire at night where the wild dingoes call 
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But there's nothin so lonesome so dull or so drear 
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Than to stand in the bar of a pub with no beer 
 


[Verso 2]
 
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Now the publican's anxious for the quota to come 
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There's a faraway look on the face of the bum 
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The maid's gone all cranky and the cook's acting queer 
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What a terrible place is a pub with no beer 
 


[Verso 3]
 
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The stockman rides up with his dry dusty throat 
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He breasts up to the bar pulls a wad from his coat 
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But the smile on his face quickly turns to a sneer 
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When the barman says sadly the pub's got no beer 
 


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Then the swaggy comes in smothered in dust and flies 
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He throws down his roll wipes the sweat from his eyes 
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But when he is told he says what's this I hear 
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I've walked fifty miles to a pub with no beer 
 


[Verso 5]
 
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There's a dog on the verandah for his master he waits 
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But the boss is inside drinking wine with his mates 
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He hurries for cover and he cringes in fear 
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It's no place for a dog round a pub with no beer 
 


[Verso 6]
 
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Old Billy the blacksmith the first time in his life 
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Has gone home cold sober to his darling wife 
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He walks in the kitchen she says you're early me dear 
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Then he breaks down and he tells her that the pub's got no beer 
 


[Verso 7]
 
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Oh it's lonesome away from your kindred and all 
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By the campfire at night where the wild dingoes call 
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But there's nothin so lonesome so dull or so drear 
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Than to stand in the bar of a pub with no beer 
 

Outro 

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What a terrible place is a pub with no beer