...and the driver stands back, just a scratchin his ear
he knows just what they're thinkin at the pub with no beer

Then the drover rides back, with a brilliant idea
He rides hard in the saddle, til the town's drawing near...

...when the boys rode back in, what a strange sight they made
They rode into the town like, the old light brigade
With tow rope and tackle, they all pulled as one
And the old blitz moved faster than she ever had done

Soon they rolled in the kegs, one was placed on the bar
And they filled all the glasses,every jug and each jar....

....and there was laughter once more in the pub with no beer