Pull Up A Chair

Lyrics

[Verse 1] The door swings wide and the old boards know your shoes, A pint on the bar, a table saved for you. There’s a welcome in the chatter, there’s a place beside the fire, And the kitchen sends a smell that lifts the whole room higher. [Chorus] Come on in, pull up a chair, There’s good food and good company to share. When Sunday comes, we gather round, For the finest roast in this little town. Raise a glass to the ones we know— Rob Eaton and Bryn, the legends of the show! [Verse 2] Golden roast potatoes, gravy poured just right, Yorkshire puddings standing proud, plates piled up in sight. A proper Sunday dinner, made with care and time, Then one more story at the table and another round of smiles. [Chorus] Come on in, pull up a chair, There’s good food and good company to share. When Sunday comes, we gather round, For the finest roast in this little town. Raise a glass to the ones we know— Rob Eaton and Bryn, the legends of the show! [Bridge] They’ve seen the years roll by here, they’ve heard each tale retold, Two names that make the room light up, two hearts of solid gold. And whether you’re a regular or passing through today, There’s always room around this table—come and stay. [Final Chorus] Come on in, pull up a chair, There’s good food and good company to share. When Sunday comes, we gather round, For the finest roast in this little town. Raise a glass, let the whole room know— Rob Eaton and Bryn, the legends of the show! Come on in, pull up a chair, Our community pub has a place for you there.