Testo A Pub With No Beer - Rolf Harris
Testo della canzone A Pub With No Beer (Rolf Harris), tratta dall'album The Best of Rolf Harris
Now, it's lonesome away from your kindred and all
By the campfire at night where the wild dingoes call
But there's nothing so lonesome, so morbid and drear
As to stand in the bar of the pub with no beer
Now, the publican is anxious for his quota to come
And there's a faraway look on the face of the bum
The barmaid is cranky and the cook's acting queer
It's no place to be where the pub's got no beer
Now, the swaggy strolls in covered in dust and flies
Staggers up to the bar and wipes 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"
And old Billy the blacksmith, the first time in his life
Staggers home stone cold sober to his darling wife
He sneaks into the kitchen, she says, "You're early, my dear"
Then he breaks down and tells her, "The pub's got no beer"
Well, the stockman rolls in with his dry dusty throat
Strolls up to the bar and whips his cash from his coat
But the smile on his physiognomy soon turns to a sneer
When the bartender tells him that the pub's got no beer
And there's a dog on the verandah, for his master he waits
While his master's inside drinking wine with his mates
He rushes for cover and he cringes in fear
It's no place for a dog where the pub's got no beer
So, it's lonesome away from your kindred and all
By the campfire at night where the wild dingoes call
But there's nothing so lonesome, so morbid and drear
As to stand in the bar of the pub with no beer
No beer, oh
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Writer(s): Gordon Noel Parsons
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