At the Rivers Edge

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[Verse 1] Down by the river in Pandy, where the old bridge bends, There’s a table by the window and a welcome round the ends. The chips arrive like golden bricks, the pie could stop a clock, And every plate’s so generous it needs its own wee dock. [Chorus] At the Rivers Edge, pull up a chair, Good food, good company, and Paul’s hard stare. He’ll grumble at the weather, he’ll grumble at the sun, But he’ll serve you one more pudding when the eating’s done! [Verse 2] The gravy’s rich as Sunday, the fish is crisp and grand, The locals trade their stories while the river rolls past the land. The fire makes a cosy sort of racket in the grate, Paul says, “You’re blocking the doorway”—then he saves you the best plate. [Chorus] At the Rivers Edge, pull up a chair, Good food, good company, and Paul’s hard stare. He’ll grumble at the weather, he’ll grumble at the sun, But he’ll serve you one more pudding when the eating’s done! [Bridge] He frowns when someone thanks him, says, “I’m only doing my job,” Then quietly tops up your gravy with a generous little blob. His smile’s a rare bird, but we’ve seen it once or twice— It came when someone told him that his roast was rather nice. [Instrumental Break] [Final Chorus] At the Rivers Edge, raise your glass with care, To Pandy’s finest supper and the landlord with the stare. Paul may be the grumpiest, but everyone knows: The warmer the welcome, the grumpier he grows! At the Rivers Edge, pull up a chair— If Paul says “Don’t get comfy,” there’s a pudding to share! [Outro] “Last orders!” says Paul, with a scowl and a grin— “Come back next week. And wipe your boots coming in!”