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pub with no beer / duncan - wickety wak lyrics

[part i: pub with no beer]

[verse 1]
oh, it’s*a lonesome away from your kindred and all
by the campfire at night where the wild dingoes call
but there’s nothing so lonesome, morbid or drear
than to stand in the bar of the pub with no beer

[verse 2]
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 actin’ queer
oh, what a terrible place is the pub with no beer

[verse 3]
then the stockman rides up with his dry dusty throat
he br**sts 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”

[verse 4]
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 the pub with no beer!”
[verse 5]
now there’s a dog on the verandah, 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 the pub with no beer

[verse 6]
old billy the blacksmith, the first time in his life
has 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 he tells her, “the pub’s got no beer”

[verse 7]
oh, it’s hard to believe that there’s customers still
but the money’s still tinkling in the old ancient till
the wine dots are happy and i know they’re sincere
when they say they don’t care if the pub’s got no beer

[verse 8]
so, it’s*a lonesome away from your kindred and all
by the campfire at night where the wild dingoes call
but there’s*a nothing so lonesome, morbid or drear
than to stand in the bar of that pub with no beer

[part ii: duncan]
[verse 9]
i’d love to have a beer with duncan
i’d love to have a beer with dunc
we drink in moderation
and we never, ever, ever get rollin’ drunk
we drink at the town and country
where the atmosphere is great
i’d love to have a beer with duncan
’cause duncan’s me mate

[verse 10]
i’d love to have a beer with colin
i’d love to have a beer with col
we drink in moderation
and it doesn’t really matter if he brings his doll
we drink at the town and country
where the atmosphere is great
i’d love to have a beer with colin
’cause colin’s me mate, mm

[verse 11]
i’d love to have a beer with kevin
ooh, i’d love to have a beer with kev
we drink in moderation
and he drives me home in his big old chev
we drink at the town and country
where the atmosphere is great
i’d love to have a beer with kevin
’cause kevin’s me mate
[verse 12]
i’d love to have a beer with patrick
i’d love to have a beer with pat
we drink in moderation
and it wouldn’t really matter if the beer was flat
we drink at the town and country
where the atmosphere is great
i’d love to have a beer with patrick
’cause patrick’s me mate
whoa, let’s modulate! (*chatter*)

[verse 13]
i’d love to have a beer with robert
i’d love to have a beer with rob
we drink in moderation
just one more and back on the job
we drink at the town and country
where the atmosphere is great
i’d love to have a beer with robert
’cause robert’s me mate

[verse 14]
i’d love to have a beer with duncan
i’d love to have a beer with dunc
we drink in moderation
and we never, ever, ever get rollin’ drunk
we drink at the town and country
where the atmosphere is great
i’d love to have a beer with duncan
’cause duncan’s me mate

[outro]
yeah, i’d love to have a beer with duncan
’cause duncan’s me mate
(*chatter*) beauty! how ’bout a beer?

- wickety wak lyrics

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