Dropkick Murphys - The Pub With No Beer lyrics

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Well it's lonely away from your kindred a'tall

Where the camp fire is light,

Where the wild dingos call.

But there's nothin' so lonesome

so dull or so clear,

than to stand in the back of a pub with no beer.

Well the public gets anxious for the quarter to come

there's a far away look on the face of the bum

the maids got all cranky and

and the cooks acted queer

it's a terrible place, a pub with no beer.

The stockman rides up with his dry dusty throat

He presses up to the bar; pulls a wad from his coat.

But the smile on his face quickly turns to a snear

when the barman says sullenly,

"The pub hath no beer."

There's a dog on the veranda for his master he waits

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,

In a pub with no beer.

Oh, Willie the Blacksmith, first time in his life

has gone home cold sober to his darling wife

he walks in the kitchen she says your early me dear

and he breaks down and he tells her

That the pub's got no beer.

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