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OH IT'S (C) LONESOME AWAY FROM YOUR (F) KINDRED AND ALL BY THE (G7) CAMPFIRE AT NIGHT WHERE THE WILD DINGOES (C) CALL BUT THERE'S NOTHING SO LONESOME, (F) MORBID OR DREER THAN TO (G7) STAND IN THE BAR OF A PUB WITH NO (C) BEER NOW THE (C) PUBLICAN'S ANXIOUS FOR THE (F) QUOTA TO COME AND THERE'S A (G7) FAR AWAY LOOK ON THE FACE OF THE (C) BUM THE MAID'S GONE ALL CRANKY AND THE (F) COOK'S ACTING QUEER OH WHAT A (G7) TERRIBLE PLACE IS A PUB WITH NO (C) BEER THEN THE (C) STOCKMAN RIDES UP WITH HIS (F) DRY DUSTY THROAT HE (G7) BREASTS UP TO THE BAR, PULLS A WAD FROM HIS (C) COAT BUT THE SMILE ON HIS FACE QUICKLY (F) TURNS TO A SNEER AS THE (G7) BARMAN SAYS SADLY, 'THE PUB'S GOT NO (C) BEER' THEN THE (C) SWAGGIE COMES IN SMOTHERED IN (F) DUST AND FLIES HE (G7) THROWS DOWN HIS ROLL RUBS THE SWEAT FROM HIS (C) EYES BUT WHEN HE IS TOLD, HE SAYS (F) 'WHAT'S THIS I HEAR? I'VE (G7) TRUDGED FIFTY FLAMING MILES TO A PUB WITH NO (C) BEER' NOW THERE?S A (C) DOG ON THE VERANDAH, FOR HIS (F) MASTER HE WAITS BUT THE (G7) BOSS IS INSIDE DRINKING WINE WITH HIS (C) MATES HE HURRIES FOR COVER AND HE (F) CRINGES IN FEAR IT'S (G7) NO PLACE FOR A DOG 'ROUND A PUB WITH NO (C) BEER AND OLD (C) BILLY THE BLACKSMITH, THE FIRST (F) TIME IN HIS LIFE HAS (G7) GONE HOME COLD SOBER TO HIS DARLING (C) WIFE HE WALKS IN THE KITCHEN, SHE SAYS (F) 'YOU'RE EARLY MY DEAR' BUT (G7) THEN HE BREAKS DOWN AND TELLS HER, 'THE PUB'S GOT NO(C) BEER' SO IT'S (C) LONESOME AWAY FROM YOUR (F) KINDRED AND ALL BY THE (G7) CAMPFIRE AT NIGHT WHERE THE WILD DINGOES (C) CALL BUT THERE'S NOTHING SO LONESOME, (F) MORBID OR DREER THAN TO (G7) STAND IN THE BAR OF A PUB WITH NO (C) BEER
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