The Dubliners - A Pub With No Beer lyrics

Well it's lonesome away from
Your kindred and all
By the camp fire at night
Where the wild dingos call
But there's nothin' 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 maids got all cranky and
And the cooks acting queer
What a terrible place, is a pub with no beer

Then the stockman rides up with
His dry dusty throat
He presses up to the bar and
Pulls a wad from his coat
But the smile on his face
Quickly turns to a snear
As the barman says sadly
"The pubs got no beer"

Then the swaggy comes in smoothered
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 veranda
For his master he wait's
But the boss is inside drinkin'
Wine with his mates
He hurries for cover and he cringes with fear
It's no place for a dog
Round a pub with no beer

And old Billie 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 your early Bill dear
But then he breaks down and he tells her
The pub's got no beer

Well it's hard to believe
That there's customers still
But the money's still tinkling in
The old ancient til
The wine dots are happy and
I know they're sincere
When they say they don't care if
The pubs got no beer

So, it's a lonesome away from
Your kindred and all
By the camp fire at night
Where the wild dingos call
But there's nothin' so lonesome
Morbid or drear than to stand in the bar of
That pub with no beer