Capo on 1st fret 
 
OH IT'S (C) LONESOME AWAY FROM YOUR (F) KINDRED AND ALL 
BY THE (G7) CAMPFIRE AT NIGHT WHERE THE WILD DINGOES (C) CALL 
BUT THERE'S NOTHING SO LONESOME, (F) MORBID OR DREER 
THAN TO (G7) STAND IN THE BAR OF A PUB WITH NO (C) BEER 
 
NOW THE (C) PUBLICAN'S ANXIOUS FOR THE (F) QUOTA TO COME 
AND THERE'S A (G7) FAR AWAY LOOK ON THE FACE OF THE (C) BUM 
THE MAID'S GONE ALL CRANKY AND THE (F) COOK'S ACTING QUEER 
OH WHAT A (G7) TERRIBLE PLACE IS A PUB WITH NO (C) BEER 
 
THEN THE (C) STOCKMAN RIDES UP WITH HIS (F) DRY DUSTY THROAT 
HE (G7) BREASTS UP TO THE BAR, PULLS A WAD FROM HIS (C) COAT 
BUT THE SMILE ON HIS FACE QUICKLY (F) TURNS TO A SNEER 
AS THE (G7) BARMAN SAYS SADLY, "THE PUB'S GOT NO (C) BEER" 
 
THEN THE (C) SWAGGIE COMES IN SMOTHERED IN (F) DUST AND FLIES 
HE (G7) THROWS DOWN HIS ROLL RUBS THE SWEAT FROM HIS (C) EYES 
BUT WHEN HE IS TOLD, HE SAYS (F) "WHAT'S THIS I HEAR? 
I'VE (G7) TRUDGED FIFTY FLAMING MILES TO A PUB WITH NO (C) BEER" 
 
NOW THERE?S A (C) DOG ON THE VERANDAH, FOR HIS (F) MASTER HE WAITS 
BUT THE (G7) BOSS IS INSIDE DRINKING WINE WITH HIS (C) MATES 
HE HURRIES FOR COVER AND HE (F) CRINGES IN FEAR 
IT'S (G7) NO PLACE FOR A DOG 'ROUND A PUB WITH NO (C) BEER 
 
AND OLD (C) BILLY THE BLACKSMITH, THE FIRST (F) TIME IN HIS LIFE 
HAS (G7) GONE HOME COLD SOBER TO HIS DARLING (C) WIFE 
HE WALKS IN THE KITCHEN, SHE SAYS (F) "YOU'RE EARLY MY DEAR" 
BUT (G7) THEN HE BREAKS DOWN AND TELLS HER, "THE PUB'S GOT NO(C)  BEER" 
 
SO IT'S (C) LONESOME AWAY FROM YOUR (F) KINDRED AND ALL 
BY THE (G7) CAMPFIRE AT NIGHT WHERE THE WILD DINGOES (C) CALL 
BUT THERE'S NOTHING SO LONESOME, (F) MORBID OR DREER 
THAN TO (G7) STAND IN THE BAR OF A PUB WITH NO (C) BEER