Just when everything was looking rosy, Just when everything was looking fine,
We had word to say, There'd be no more work today.
Now it looks like our jobs are on the line.
Gilly's bar is empty, No more drinking whiskey and the wine.
They've pulled up the track by Gilly's freight yard,
There'll be no more diesels rolling down the line.
Gilly's bar was full of conversation, Open every day and every night.
When we left the factory gate, We'd be drinking there till late,
Getting legless and feeling out of sight.
Gilly's bar is empty, No more dancing around the bar room floor.
There's just empty barrels but a dozen, One more round before you finally close the door.
Charity is not a compensation, Gotta earn my pay to ease my mind.
And times are getting hard, Since they closed down Gilly's yard.
Seems I gotta leave the good life far behind.
Gilly's bar is empty, No more drinking whiskey and the wine.
They've pulled up the track by Gilly's freight yard,
There'll be no more diesels rolling down the line.
Gilly's bar is empty, No more dancing around the bar room floor.
There's just empty barrels but a dozen,
One more round before you finally close the door.