The Rivers Edge in Pandy

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Down in Pandy by the river, where the old stone bridge runs through, There’s a welcome at the Rivers Edge and a table set for you. The gravy’s got a proper shine, the roasties crunch just right, And the smell of Sunday dinner could bring a monk to appetite. [Chorus] Oh, pass the roast, pour the pints, let the whole room sing, At the Rivers Edge in Pandy, Sunday’s quite the thing! Good food, good friends, and a river rolling by, If you leave here still quite hungry, then you’ve only come to try! [Verse 2] Rob Eaton has a bright idea—then forgets what it was for, He’ll search for his own glasses while they’re perched above his brow. The village calls him “village idiot,” he takes it with a grin, Then tells the same old story twice—and somehow wins again. [Chorus] Oh, pass the roast, pour the pints, let the whole room sing, At the Rivers Edge in Pandy, Sunday’s quite the thing! Good food, good friends, and a river rolling by, If you leave here still quite hungry, then you’ve only come to try! [Verse 3] And Bryn’s been everywhere, they say, a hero in each tale: He crossed the Alps, outsailed a storm, and captained half the Wales. He claims he taught the moon to dance and once outpaced a train; At this rate, he must be two hundred—and still he’s back again! [Bridge] The river keeps its secrets, but the pub gives up its cheer, There’s a chair for every story and a plate for every ear. Let the tall tales tumble freely, let the roast beef disappear— We’ll raise a glass to Pandy and the best Sunday of the year! [Final Chorus] Oh, pass the roast, pour the pints, let the whole room sing, At the Rivers Edge in Pandy, Sunday’s quite the thing! Good food, good friends, and a river rolling by, Rob and Bryn are legends—and the gravy’s worth the drive! [Outro] At the Rivers Edge in Pandy, save a roast for me!