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A PUB WITH NO BEER

  • A PUB WITH NO BEER
    “A Pub with No Beer” is the title of a well-known humorous country song. Adapted by
    Gordon Parsons from the original poem “A Pub Without Beer” by Dan Sheahan of
    Ingham, North Queensland, originally from Newmarket, Ireland, “A Pub With No Beer”
    became in 1957 the first golden hit single by the renowned Australian country singer Slim
    Dusty, and the biggest-selling record by an Australian to that time. In 1959 Dusty wrote
    and recorded a sequel, “The Answer to a Pub with No Beer”, explaining the reason for the
    beer delivery truck’s failure to arrive and describing the townsmen’s efforts to solve the
    problem.
    Oh it’s-a lonesome away from your kindred and all
    By the campfire at night we’ll hear the wild dingoes call
    But there’s-a nothing so lonesome, morbid or drear
    Than to stand in the bar of a pub with no beer
    Now the publican’s anxious for the quota to come
    And there’s a far away look on the face of the bum
    The maid’s gone all cranky and the cook’s acting queer
    Oh what a terrible place is a pub with no beer
    Then the stockman rides up with his dry dusty throat
    He breasts up to the bar and pulls a wad from his coat
    But the smile on his face quickly turns to a sneer
    As the barman says sadly the pub’s got no beer
    Then the swaggie comes in smothered in dust and flies
    He throws down his roll and rubs the sweat from his eyes
    But when he is told, he says what’s this I hear
    I’ve trudged fifty flamin’ miles to a pub with no beer
    Now there’s a dog on the v’randa, for his master he waits
    But the boss is inside drinking wine with his mates
    He hurries for cover and he cringes in fear
    It’s no place for a dog ’round a pub with no beer
    And old Billy the blacksmith, the first time in his life
    Why he’s gone home cold sober to his darling wife
    He walks in the kitchen, she says you’re early Bill dear
    But then he breaks down and tells her the pub’s got no beer
    Oh it’s hard to believe that there’s customers still
    But the money’s still tinkling in the old ancient till
    The wine buffs are happy and I know they’re sincere
    When they say they don’t care if the pub’s got no beer
    So it’s-a lonesome away from your kindred and all
    By the campfire at night we’ll hear the wild dingoes call
    But there’s-a nothing so lonesome, morbid or drear

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