The Rose and Crown!

[suprisestorm]

Can anyone remember the full version of the the ryme as follows =

There pulling down the Rose and Crown (Boo) building a bigger one furher down (hurra) they dont serve beer (boo) they give it away (hurra) no pint pots (boo) two pint mugs !(hurra)no waiters (boo) waitresses (hurra) and thats all i know . Can anyone add to it ?

Regards

[roughy101]

ichorus:

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.

 

Good friends, gather round 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.

 

And the old oaken bar where the pumps filled your glass

Gives way to Formica and tanks full of gas.

And the landlord behind, once a man of good cheer

Just mumbles the price as he hands you your beer.

 

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.

 

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

For their 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.

 

So come all you good people who like to sup ale

Here's hope to a happier end to my tale

For there's nothing can fill a man's heart with more cheer

Than to sit in a pub with a pint of good beer.

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