A Pub With No Beer(Original 1957 Version) (1995 Digital Remaster)-Slim Dusty

[ti:A Pub With No Beer (Original 1957 Version) (1995 Digital Remaster)] [ar:Slim Dusty] [al:Pubs, Trucks & Plains] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]A Pub With No Beer (Original 1957 Version) (1995 Digital Remaster) - Slim Dusty (西林·得斯提) [00:03.04]It's a lonesome away from your kindred and all [00:08.74]By the campfire at night we'll hear the wild dingoes call [00:14.58] [00:15.50]But there's a nothing so lonesome morbid or drear [00:20.90]Than to stand in the bar of a pub with no beer [00:26.37] [00:29.14]Now the publican's anxious for the quota to come [00:34.42]And there's a far away look on the face of the bum [00:40.12]The maid's gone all cranky and the cook's acting queer [00:45.18]Oh what a terrible place is a pub with no beer [00:50.37] [00:53.49]Then the stockman rides up with his dry dusty throat [00:58.56]He breasts up to the bar and pulls [01:01.98]A wad from his coat [01:03.50] [01:04.17]But the smile on his face quickly turns to a sneer [01:09.45]As the barman says sadly the pub's got no beer [01:14.90] [01:17.62]Then the swaggie comes in smothered in dust and flies [01:23.27]He throws down his roll and rubs the sweat from his eyes [01:28.89]But when he is told he says what's this I hear [01:33.08] [01:33.65]I've trudged fifty flamin' miles to a pub with no beer [01:38.97] [01:42.04]Now there's a dog on the v'randa for his master he waits [01:47.26]But the boss is inside drinking wine with his mates [01:52.12] [01:52.95]He hurries for cover and he cringes in fear [01:57.51] [01:58.02]It's no place for a dog 'round a pub with no beer [02:03.25] [02:06.23]And old Billy the blacksmith the first time in his life [02:10.80] [02:11.60]Why he's gone home cold sober to his darling wife [02:16.22] [02:17.21]He walks in the kitchen [02:19.22]She says you're early Bill dear [02:21.74] [02:22.25]But then he breaks down and tells [02:24.41]Her the pub's got no beer [02:27.47] [02:28.91]So it's a lonesome away from your kindred and all [02:34.29]By the campfire at night we'll hear the wild dingoes call [02:39.86] [02:41.18]But there's a nothing so lonesome morbid or drear [02:46.72]Than to stand in the bar of a pub with no beer