A Pub With No Beer Cifras

Basic structure is 8 bars - main pattern x6 + verse end, but sometimes an extra bar or two
is added to make a 9 or 10 bar section.
 
 
          D        D7             G
Oh it's-a lonesome away from your kindred and all
       A7                                            D
By the campfire at night we'll hear the wild dingoes call
                         D7        G
But there's-a nothing so lonesome, morbid or drear
        A7                                D    /
Than to stand in the bar of a pub with no beer
 
 
        D          D7              G
Now the publican's anxious for the quota to come
              A7                               D
And there's a far away look on the face of the bum
                    D7             G
The maid's gone all cranky and the cook's acting queer
           A7                              D    ///
Oh, what a terrible place is a pub with no beer
 
 
         D              D7          G
Then the stockman rides up with his dry dusty throat
           A7                                     D
He breasts up to the bar and pulls a wad from his coat
                     D7           G
But the smile on his face quickly turns to a sneer
       A7                                 D    ///
As the barman says sadly the pub's got no beer
 
 
         D             D7           G
Then the swaggie comes in smothered in dust and flies
   A7                                               D
He throws down his roll and rubs the sweat from his eyes
               D7            G
But when he is told, he says what's this I hear
             A7                                   D    /
I've trudged fifty flamin' miles to a pub with no beer
 
 
              D            D7             G
Now there's a dog on the v'randa, for his master he waits
        A7                                    D
But the boss is inside drinking wine with his mates
               D7           G
He hurries for cover and he cringes in fear
        A7                                   D    ///
It's no place for a dog 'round a pub with no beer
 
 
        D         D7                    G
And old Billy the blacksmith, the first time in his life
         A7                                  D
Why he's gone home cold sober to his darling wife
                D7                       G
He walks in the kitchen, she says you're early Bill dear
            A7                                         D    ///
But then he breaks down and tells her the pub's got no beer
 
 
    D         D7                G
Oh, Billy the blacksmith, rides home on his horse
         A7                               D
The cops pull him over, but he's sober of course
                D7               G
He blows in the bag and they all shed a tear
        A7                                            D    ///
There's no place for a Booze bus 'round a pub with no beer
 
 
         D          D7                G
Oh, it's hard to believe that there's customers still
        A7                                        D
But the money's still tinkling in the old ancient till
                   D7          G
The wine buffs are happy and I know they're sincere
          A7                                      D    /
When they say they don't care if the pub's got no beer
 
 
          D         D7            G
So it's-a lonesome away from your kindred and all
       A7                                            D
By the campfire at night we'll hear the wild dingoes call
                         D7        G
But there's-a nothing so lonesome, morbid or drear
        A7                                   D    G  G  D
Than to stand in the bar of that pub with no beer
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