Pub With No Beer Slim Dusty
Verse 1
Oh it's [C]lonesome away from your [F]kindred and all
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By the campfire at night where the wild dingoes call
But there's [C]nothin' so lonesome, [F]morbid or drear
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Than to stand in the bar of a pub with no beer
Verse 2
Now the [C]publican's anxious for the [F]quota to come
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There's a faraway look on the face of the bum
The [C]maid's gone all cranky and the [F]cook's acting queer
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What a terrible place is a pub with no beer
Verse 3
The [C]stockman rides up with his [F]dry, dusty throat
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He breasts up to the bar, pulls a wad from his coat
But the [C]smile on his face quickly [F]turns to a sneer
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When the barman says sadly, 'The pub's got no beer'
Verse 4
Then [C]in comes the swagman, all [F]covered with flies
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He throws down his roll, wipes the sweat from his eyes
But [C]when he is told he says, '[F]What's this I hear?
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I've trudged fifty flamin' miles to a pub with no beer!'
Verse 5
There's a [C]dog on the v'randah, for his [F]master he waits
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But the boss is inside drinking wine with his mates
He [C]hurries for cover and he [F]cringes in fear
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It's no place for a dog round a pub with no beer
Verse 6
Old [C]Billy, the blacksmith, the first [F]time in his life
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Has gone home cold sober to his darling wife
He [C]walks in the kitchen; she says: "You're [F]early, my dear"
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Then he breaks down and he tells her that the pub's got no beer
Verse 1 (repeat)
So it's [C]lonesome away from your [F]kindred and all
G G* C*
By the campfire at night where the wild dingoes call
But there's [C]nothin' so lonesome, [F]morbid or drear
G G* C
Than to stand in the bar of a pub with no beer
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