rolf harris - A Pub With No Beer
[00:00.00]时代音乐网 www.78497.com [00:06.18]It's lonesome away from your kindred and all [00:10.68]By the campfire at night where the wild dingoes call [00:18.69]But there's nothing so lonesome morbid or drear [00:23.25]Than to stand in the bar of a pub with no beer [00:28.68]Now the publican's anxious for the quota to come [00:33.18]And there's a faraway look on the face of the bum [00:39.87]The maid's gone all cranky and the cook's acting queer [00:43.77]Oh what a terrible place is a pub with no beer [00:51.69]Then the stockman rides up with his dry dusty throat [00:55.11]He breasts up to the bar and pulls a wad from his coat [01:04.17]But the smile on his face quickly turns to a sneer [01:13.68]As the barman says sadly The pub's got no beer [01:21.81]Then the swaggy comes in smothered in dust and flies [01:35.49]He throws down his roll and rubs the sweat from his eyes [01:41.31]But when he is told he says What's this I hear [01:47.97]I've trudged fifty flamin' miles to a pub with no beer [01:57.54]There's a dog on the verandah for his master he waits [02:02.01]But the boss is inside drinking wine with his mates [02:07.53]He hurries for cover and he cringes in fear [02:11.64]It's no place for a dog round a pub with no beer [02:14.31]Old Billy the blacksmith the first time in his life [02:15.39]Has gone home cold sober to his darling wife [02:17.91]He walks in the kitchen she says You're early my dear [02:18.90]But then he breaks down and he tells her The pub's got no beer [02:20.34]It's lonesome away from your kindred and all [02:23.85]By the campfire at night where the wild dingoes call [02:31.47]But there's nothing so lonesome morbid or drear [02:36.21]Than to stand in the bar of a pub with no beer
A Pub With No BeerLRC滚动歌词
[00:00.00]时代音乐网 www.78497.com[00:06.18]It's lonesome away from your kindred and all
[00:10.68]By the campfire at night where the wild dingoes call
[00:18.69]But there's nothing so lonesome morbid or drear
[00:23.25]Than to stand in the bar of a pub with no beer
[00:28.68]Now the publican's anxious for the quota to come
[00:33.18]And there's a faraway look on the face of the bum
[00:39.87]The maid's gone all cranky and the cook's acting queer
[00:43.77]Oh what a terrible place is a pub with no beer
[00:51.69]Then the stockman rides up with his dry dusty throat
[00:55.11]He breasts up to the bar and pulls a wad from his coat
[01:04.17]But the smile on his face quickly turns to a sneer
[01:13.68]As the barman says sadly The pub's got no beer
[01:21.81]Then the swaggy comes in smothered in dust and flies
[01:35.49]He throws down his roll and rubs the sweat from his eyes
[01:41.31]But when he is told he says What's this I hear
[01:47.97]I've trudged fifty flamin' miles to a pub with no beer
[01:57.54]There's a dog on the verandah for his master he waits
[02:02.01]But the boss is inside drinking wine with his mates
[02:07.53]He hurries for cover and he cringes in fear
[02:11.64]It's no place for a dog round a pub with no beer
[02:14.31]Old Billy the blacksmith the first time in his life
[02:15.39]Has gone home cold sober to his darling wife
[02:17.91]He walks in the kitchen she says You're early my dear
[02:18.90]But then he breaks down and he tells her The pub's got no beer
[02:20.34]It's lonesome away from your kindred and all
[02:23.85]By the campfire at night where the wild dingoes call
[02:31.47]But there's nothing so lonesome morbid or drear
[02:36.21]Than to stand in the bar of a pub with no beer