The Old Rose and Crown

(Ian Robb)



chorus:

What have they done to the old Rose and Crown?

The Ship, the King's Arms, and the World Upside Down.

For oak, brass, and leather, and a pint of the best

Fade away like the sun as it sinks in the west.



Come gather round friends, and I'll tell you a tale.

It's a story well known to all lovers of ale.

The old English pub, once a man's second home

Has been decked out by brewers in plastic and foam.



cho:

And the old wooden bar where the pumps filled your glass

Gives way to Formica and tanks full of gas.

The old landlord behind, once a man of good cheer

Just mumbles the price as he hands you your beer.

cho:



And where are the friends who would meet for a jar,

Or a good game of darts in the old public bar?

The dartboard is gone, in its place is a thing

Where you pull on the handle and lose all your tin.



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But the worst of it all's what they've done to the beer.

With shandies and lagers that will make you feel queer.

For an arm and a leg, they will fill up your glass

With a half and half mixture of ullage and gas.

cho:



Recorded on Rose and Crown, Robb (Folk-Legacy)

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