Answer To The Pub With No Beer - Slim Dusty
Written by：Slim Dusty/Whittaker
Where the hills roll away
From a small country town
There are hearts filled with sorrow
As the word spread around
And the jackass won't laugh
Cause there's no jokes to hear
So let me tell you
The reason for the pub with no beer
Broken down on the track
Cos he stripped out the gear
There's the old grey blitz wagon
The one with the beer
And the driver's near mad
Standing scratching his ear
He knows just what they're thinking
At the pub with no beer
When the drover rides out
And draws straight by the truck
He joins in with the driver
And curses their luck
Where's billy the blacksmith
We could do with him here
But Bill's moved on to grafton
Where the brewery stands near
So the drover rides back
With a brilliant idea
He rides hard in the saddle
Till the town's drawing near
He dismounts in the lane
And the dog cringes near
And the swaggie's
Just leaving the pub with no beer
There's exitement all round
As the drover tells where
The old blitzen bus is
On the plain way out there
Every man that can ride
Says the drover to all
Saddle up let's get moving
And bring back the haul
When the boys rode back in
What a strange sight they made
They charged into the pound
Like the old light brigade
With tow ropes and tackle
They all pulled as one
And the old blitz moved faster
Than she ever had done
Soon the kegs were rolled in
One was placed on the bar
It filled all the glasses
Every jug and each jar
Then the word passed around
And they all gave a cheer
And there was laughter once more
In the pub with no beer