Slim Dusty - Sequel To The Pub With No Beer Lyrics
It won't happen again at the pub way out backSince they air freight the beer and are done with the trackThey've gone all real modern as you soon will hearNow it's all ancient history, the pub with no beerThe drover we knew rests his horse now for keepsAnd he rides 'round the town in the latest of jeepsThere's the old swaggy now, he's a different man tooWith a joke he'll say don't step on my blue suede shoesThe pub has no verandah, it's a new smart drive inWhere they serve you with *****tails, liqueurs and ginThere's no dog in the lane and there's no hitching postThe boss is no barman he's known as mine hostOlder Billy the blacksmith, shot home like a gunAnd rebuilt the old place with money he'd wonNow he'll service your car with the greatest of careSince there's no need for horses on the plains way out thereWhen it's all said and done there was no need to curseAlthough things were bad they might have been worseThe locals so proud all make this their boastMore money rolls in than along the Gold CoastSo it's lonesome no more at the new Hotel GrandeWhere there's laughter and song plus a rock and roll bandBut the old timers smile through the laughter and cheer'Cause they remember the days when the pub had no beer
