Slim Dusty With Dick Carr And His Bushlanders - A Pub With No Beer album flac

A2. Losin' My Blues Tonight. B1. The Answer To A Pub With No Beer. B2. Rusty, It's Goodbye. Companies, etc. Made By – His Master's Voice (NZ) Limited. SEGO 70024, SEGO-70024. Slim Dusty With The Bushlanders. Slim Dusty With The Bushlanders - The Pubs With No Beer ‎(7", EP). Columbia, Columbia.

Aussie Sing Song Album. A Pub With No Beer Lyrics. Slim Dusty and His Bushlanders - A Pub With No Beer Lyrics. Artist: Slim Dusty and His Bushlanders. Album: Aussie Sing Song. bum The maid's gone all cranky and the cook's acting queer Oh, what a terrible place is a pub with no beer Then the stockman rides up with his dry dusty throat He breasts up to the bar and pulls a wad from his coat But, the smile on his face quickly turns to a sneer As the barman says sadly, "The pub's got no beer!" Then the swaggie comes in smothered in dust and flies He throws down his roll and rubs the sweat from his eyes But, when he is told he says, "What's this I hear? I've trudged fifty flamin' miles to a pub with no beer!"

Slim Dusty & His Bushlanders - Aussie Sing Song, 2006. Goodbye Melbourne Town/Botany Bay/Wild Rover No More 03:07. Bless This House 02:43. The Bells of St. Mary's 03:53. The Whispering Bush/Little Boy Lost/Suvla Bay 04:09. Keep the Homefires Burning/Pack Up Your Troubles/A Brown Slouch Hat/It's a Long Way to Tipperary 03:31. Slim Dusty, Slim Dusty & His Bushlanders - Answer To The Pub With No Beer 02:48 Pubs, Trucks & Plains. Slim Dusty & His Bushlanders - A Word to Texas Jack 03:09 Henry Lawson and 'Banjo' Paterson. Alejando Escovedo and Djamel Ben Yelles Djamel Ben Yelles and Florent Prabel Florent Prabel Gillian Welch and David Rawlings Arvid Lind Andreas Danielsson Johan Karlsson Shandy Gan Joe Janiak Orquesta de Pablo Beltrán Ruíz Carlos Tirado Tuuttimörkö feat.

Album · 2014 · 1 Song. A Piece of Australia (Remastered). A Pub With No Beer - The Best of Slim Dusty. Pub With No Beer - Single. Slim Dusty - Waltzing Matilda. My Old Aussie Homestead. Springtime On the Range.

It's lonesome away, from your kindred and all By the campfire at night, where the wild dingoes call But there's nothing so lonesome, so morbid or drear Than to stand in a bar, of a pub with no beer Now the publicans anxious, for the quota to come There's a faraway look, on the face of the bum The maids