A Pub With No Beer-Various Artists

[ti:A Pub With No Beer] [ar:Various Artists] [al:Las Canciones Del A?O En Que Naciste 1959] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]A Pub With No Beer - Various Artists (欧美群星) [00:03.85]Oh it's-a lonesome away from your kindred and all [00:08.47] [00:09.15]By the campfire at night we'll hear the wild dingoes call [00:13.65] [00:16.08]But there's-a nothing so lonesome morbid or drear [00:20.77] [00:21.34]Than to stand in the bar of a pub with no beer [00:25.95] [00:29.51]Now the publican's anxious for the quota to come [00:34.37] [00:35.00]And there's a far away look on the face of the bum [00:39.43] [00:40.86]The maid's gone all cranky and the cook's acting queer [00:45.74]Oh what a terrible place is a pub with no beer [00:50.28] [00:54.09]Then the stockman rides up with his dry dusty throat [00:58.77] [00:59.28]He breasts up to the bar and pulls a wad from his coat [01:04.08] [01:04.82]But the smile on his face quickly turns to a sneer [01:09.57] [01:10.20]As the barman says sadly the pub's got no beer [01:14.75] [01:18.31]Then the swaggie comes in smothered in dust and flies [01:23.23] [01:24.05]He throws down his roll and rubs the sweat from his eyes [01:28.54] [01:29.47]But when he is told he says what's this I hear [01:33.59] [01:34.34]I've trudged fifty flamin' miles to a pub with no beer [01:39.21] [01:42.83]Now there's a dog on the v'randa for his master he waits [01:47.63] [01:48.19]But the boss is inside drinking wine with his mates [01:52.81] [01:54.00]He hurries for cover and he cringes in fear [01:58.05] [01:58.80]It's no place for a dog 'round a pub with no beer [02:03.42] [02:07.10]And old Billy the blacksmith the first time in his life [02:11.65] [02:12.85]Why he's gone home cold sober to his darling wife [02:17.15] [02:18.21]He walks in the kitchen she says you're early Bill dear [02:22.45] [02:23.20]But then he breaks down and tells her the pub's got no beer [02:27.78] [02:29.96]So it's-a lonesome away from your kindred and all [02:34.30] [02:35.37]By the campfire at night we'll hear the wild dingoes call [02:39.99] [02:42.23]But there's-a nothing so lonesome morbid or drear-a