Slim Dusty – The Bloke Who Serves The Beer (Guitar)

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My name is Tom I own a queensland pub

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There's bundy on the shelf and the ice is in the tub

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No lemon lime and bitters just bundy and fourex

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If they wreck the joint tonight I'll ring their flamin necks

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There are so many songs about ringers out hell raisen

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But what about the bloke who pulls the beers

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When they've all gone I'm still out wipen tables

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When they've all hit the hay while I'm still here

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I'm the bloke you never hear of servin beer

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I give change to the fellas if they want a game of pool

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Got pies in the oven mate when the weathers gettin' cool

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If the boys get rowdy and decide to have a scrap

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I just chuck 'em out the door and I go back to the taps

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There are so many songs about ringers out hell raisen

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But what about the bloke who pulls the beers

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When they've all gone I'm still out wipen tables

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When they've all hit the hay while I'm still here

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I'm the bloke you never hear of servin beer

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My name is Tom I'm a diplomatic thinker

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I can listen to the woes of a broken hearted drinker

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When the boys come in I say how ya goin' tonight

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They get a bit wild but they're young and alright

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They tell me how to break a horse and how to brand a steer

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I take their dough and listen cause that is why I'm here

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They tell me bout musterin but they don't seem to know

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That Tom their local publican did that years ago

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There are so many songs about ringers out hell raisen

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But what about the bloke who pulls the beers

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When they've all gone I'm still out wipen tables

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When they've all hit the hay while I'm still here

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I'm the bloke you never hear of servin beer

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When they've all hit the hay while I'm still here

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I'm the bloke you never hear of servin beer