The beachcomber works
By the ocean all day
He gets what the tourists
And the sea throw away
He's hot and he's thirsty
And the words hurt his ears
When they tell him he stopped
In a bar with no beer

It's lonesome away from
Your kinfolks at home
By the campfires at night
Where the buffalo roam
But there's nothin' so lonesome,
So morbid or drear
Then to sit on a stool
In a bar with no beer

There's a dog on the sidewalk
For his master he waits
But his boss is inside
Drinkin' wine with his mates
He hurries for cover
And cringes in fear
Ain't no place for a dog
'Round a bar with no beer

Now Billy the barfly,
First time in his life
He went home cold sober
To his lovin' wife
He walks in the kitchen,
She says, "You're early, my dear"
He breaks down and tells her,
The bar's got no beer

The owner is anxious
For the beer man to come
There's a far away look
On the face of the bum
The waitress is cranky,
She says "It's lonely in here"
What a terrible place
Is a bar with no beer

Well, I've had me some trouble,
I've had me some pain
Been locked up in the cold
And left out in the rain
I fought with the law
But there's one thing I fear
To get stuck in a town
In a bar with no beer

A Bar With No Beer
Words and Music by:  Nan Frederics and Gordon Parsons
Performed by:  Tom T. Hall (1985)
Sequence and Karaoke by:  Ron Tilden

A Bar With No Beer
Melody
Harmony
Piano
Guitar
Guitar (Jazz)
Strings
Strings 2
Bass
Drums