"The Pub Rock" lyrics

I guess you've heard the story of a pub with no beer
Saddest story, heard for many a year
The times are changin', I've found
They've really hepped it up in that-a country town
Now everybody's startin' to rock
As they do the "Pub-with-No-Beer" Rock

And all the stockmen are on the binge
Sold their Jeeps for new limousines
Away from the dry stock-routes
They're a-reelin' and a-rockin' in their high-heel boots
You can't get 'em back to the stock
They're on the crazy "Pub-with-No-Beer" Rock
Yeah

There's old Billy with his blacksmith blues
Sick and tired of seein' horses' hooves
The pub is Bill's retreat
And each night he turns up, turned-out neat
But leaves lookin' like a ragmop
They're on the crazy "Pub-with-No-Beer" Rock

And there's the swaggie in his blue suede shoes
A-reelin' and a-rockin', beatin' time to the blues
Always rockin' with the major-do
You oughta see those cool cats a-reel and go
The chandeliers are likely to drop
As they do the "Pub-with-No-Beer" Rock, yeah

So if you're ever travelin' around our way
Feelin' dry and thirsty from the long, dry day
Come along and take a bow
To the Pub with No Beer, where the beer flows now
And when you're back in town, you will stop
And do the "Pub-with-No-Beer" Rock

So gather up the swaggie and the maid we knew
Billy the blacksmith and the stockmen too
Come along and drink with me
Tonight we're makin' rock history
And may the rhythm never stop
A-this a-rollin' "Pub-with-No-Beer" Rock

Roll and rock, roll and rock
As they do the "Pub-with-No-Beer" Rock
As they do the "Pub-with-No-Beer" Rock
As they do the "Pub-with-No-Beer" Rock
As they do the "Pub-with-No-Beer" Rock ...