.It's a lonesome away from your kindred and all
By the campfire at night where the wild dingoes call
But there's nothing so lonesome, morbid or drear>Than to stand in the bar of a pub with no beer>
Now the publican's anxious for the quota to come
And there's a far away look on the f.
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