A Pub With No Beer Chords by The Dubliners
Tempo:
159.55 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
D
Dm
Cm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[G]
[Dm] [C] [D]
[C] [G]
It's lonesome away from your [C] kindred at all,
[D] With the campfire at night, where the [G]
wilding goes cold.
But there's nothing so lonesome, [Cm] so dull or [C] so drear,
[D] Than to stand in the bar [G] of a pub with no beer.
Now the public is anxious [C] for the quota to come,
[D] There's a banner wailing on the [G] face of the bar.
The maid's gone all cranky and the [C] coot's acted queer,
[D] For a terrible place [G] in a pub with no beer.
[D]
[C] [G]
The stockman rides up with his [C] dry, dusty throat,
[D] He breasts through the bar, pulls [G] a wad from his coat.
But the smile on his face [Dm] quickly turns [C] to a sneer,
When [D] the barman says suddenly, [G] the pub got no beer.
There's a dog on the render, for [C] he's mastered he waits,
[G] But the boss is [D] inside, drinking [G] wine with his mate.
He hurries for cover, and [C] he cringes in fear,
It's [G] no place for a dog in a pub.
[D] [G]
Up beneath the blacksmith, the [Am] first time in his [C] life,
[G] Has gone home cold sober to his daddy.
He walks in the kitchen, [C] he says, you're nearly me dear,
[G] Then he breaks down and he tells her, that the pub's got no beer.
Oh, it's a long time away from your [C] kindred hall,
Where the [D] campfire is lit, where the [G] wild dingoes call.
When so lonesome, [C] so dull or so drear,
[G] That this man in the bar, how a pub will go near.
[D] [G]
[N]
[Dm] [C] [D]
[C] [G]
It's lonesome away from your [C] kindred at all,
[D] With the campfire at night, where the [G]
wilding goes cold.
But there's nothing so lonesome, [Cm] so dull or [C] so drear,
[D] Than to stand in the bar [G] of a pub with no beer.
Now the public is anxious [C] for the quota to come,
[D] There's a banner wailing on the [G] face of the bar.
The maid's gone all cranky and the [C] coot's acted queer,
[D] For a terrible place [G] in a pub with no beer.
[D]
[C] [G]
The stockman rides up with his [C] dry, dusty throat,
[D] He breasts through the bar, pulls [G] a wad from his coat.
But the smile on his face [Dm] quickly turns [C] to a sneer,
When [D] the barman says suddenly, [G] the pub got no beer.
There's a dog on the render, for [C] he's mastered he waits,
[G] But the boss is [D] inside, drinking [G] wine with his mate.
He hurries for cover, and [C] he cringes in fear,
It's [G] no place for a dog in a pub.
[D] [G]
Up beneath the blacksmith, the [Am] first time in his [C] life,
[G] Has gone home cold sober to his daddy.
He walks in the kitchen, [C] he says, you're nearly me dear,
[G] Then he breaks down and he tells her, that the pub's got no beer.
Oh, it's a long time away from your [C] kindred hall,
Where the [D] campfire is lit, where the [G] wild dingoes call.
When so lonesome, [C] so dull or so drear,
[G] That this man in the bar, how a pub will go near.
[D] [G]
[N]
Key:
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C
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Dm
Cm
G
C
D
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ It's lonesome away from your [C] kindred at all,
[D] With the campfire at night, where the [G]
wilding goes cold.
_ _ But there's nothing so lonesome, [Cm] so dull or [C] so drear,
[D] Than to stand in the bar [G] of a pub with no beer. _ _
_ Now the public is anxious [C] for the quota to come,
[D] There's a banner wailing _ on the [G] face of the bar.
_ _ _ The maid's gone all cranky and the [C] coot's acted queer,
[D] For a terrible place [G] in a pub with no beer.
_ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ The stockman rides up with his [C] dry, dusty throat,
[D] He breasts through the bar, pulls [G] a wad from his coat.
_ _ _ But the smile on his face [Dm] quickly turns [C] to a sneer,
When [D] the barman says suddenly, [G] the pub got no beer. _ _ _
There's a dog on the render, for [C] he's mastered he waits,
[G] But the boss is [D] inside, drinking [G] wine with his mate. _ _
_ He hurries for cover, and [C] he cringes in fear,
It's [G] no place for a dog in a pub. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Up beneath the blacksmith, the [Am] first time in his [C] life,
[G] Has gone home cold sober to his daddy. _ _ _
_ He walks in the kitchen, [C] he says, you're nearly me dear,
[G] Then he breaks down and he tells her, that the pub's got no beer.
_ _ _ Oh, it's a long time away from your [C] kindred hall,
Where the [D] campfire is lit, where the [G] wild dingoes call. _ _ _ _ _
When so lonesome, [C] so dull or so drear,
[G] That this man in the bar, how a pub will go near.
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
[Dm] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ It's lonesome away from your [C] kindred at all,
[D] With the campfire at night, where the [G]
wilding goes cold.
_ _ But there's nothing so lonesome, [Cm] so dull or [C] so drear,
[D] Than to stand in the bar [G] of a pub with no beer. _ _
_ Now the public is anxious [C] for the quota to come,
[D] There's a banner wailing _ on the [G] face of the bar.
_ _ _ The maid's gone all cranky and the [C] coot's acted queer,
[D] For a terrible place [G] in a pub with no beer.
_ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ The stockman rides up with his [C] dry, dusty throat,
[D] He breasts through the bar, pulls [G] a wad from his coat.
_ _ _ But the smile on his face [Dm] quickly turns [C] to a sneer,
When [D] the barman says suddenly, [G] the pub got no beer. _ _ _
There's a dog on the render, for [C] he's mastered he waits,
[G] But the boss is [D] inside, drinking [G] wine with his mate. _ _
_ He hurries for cover, and [C] he cringes in fear,
It's [G] no place for a dog in a pub. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Up beneath the blacksmith, the [Am] first time in his [C] life,
[G] Has gone home cold sober to his daddy. _ _ _
_ He walks in the kitchen, [C] he says, you're nearly me dear,
[G] Then he breaks down and he tells her, that the pub's got no beer.
_ _ _ Oh, it's a long time away from your [C] kindred hall,
Where the [D] campfire is lit, where the [G] wild dingoes call. _ _ _ _ _
When so lonesome, [C] so dull or so drear,
[G] That this man in the bar, how a pub will go near.
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _