The Famous Fiddler's Arms
My grandma’s, mother’s, mother’s
Name was Little Nell
She ran the Famous Fiddler’s Arms
The stories she would tell
Her Old man ran away to see
Said ‘She’s too much for me!’
And so she got the Fiddler’s Arms
Just up from the Quay
The first one through her doors she says
And he was looking sharp
A little French general
Whose name was Bonaparte
He didn’t like the beers on tap
So ordered up Champagne
Old Nell she said ‘You’re outta luck
Cause we can’t use that name!’
My grandma’s, mother’s, mother’s
Name was Little Nell
She ran the Famous Fiddler’s Arms
The stories she would tell
Her Old man ran away to sea
Said ‘She’s too much for me!’
That’s why she’s in the Fiddler’s Arms
Just up from the Quay
Now Nell she told the story of
When Blackbeard came to town
He’d heard about the Fiddler’s Arms
From pirates of renown
He ordered up a storm that night
Rumwith all the rest
Paid his bill with gold he stole
From a Spanish treasure chest
My grandma’s, mother’s, mother’s
Name was Little Nell
The Famous Fiddler’s Arms
She ran the Famous Fiddler’s Arms
The stories she would tell
Her Old man ran away to sea
Said ‘She’s too much for me!’
That’s why she’s in the Fiddler’s Arms
Just up from the Quay
Sir Francis Drake hit the pub
I think he’d lost his way
Nell called him aside and said
‘Frank you’d better stay’
Apparently, he liked a drink
And was a decent bloke
And all the locals joined him
When he went out for a smoke
My grandma’s, mother’s, mother’s
Name was Little Nell
She ran the Famous Fiddler’s Arms
The stories she would tell
Her Old man ran away to sea
Said ‘She’s too much for me!’
That’s why she’s in the Fiddler’s Arms
Just up from the Quay
She said the Duke of Wellington
Sometimes drank down here
She says he wasn’t fancy
But loved a good craft beer
At closing time he wouldn’t move
She told him to shoot through
‘Why don’t you go and have a drink
Down at the ‘Waterloo?’
My grandma’s, mother’s, mother’s
Name was Little Nell
She ran the Famous Fiddler’s Arms
The stories she would tell
Her Old man ran away to sea
Said ‘She’s too much for me!’
That’s why she’s in the Fiddler’s Arms
Just up from the Quay
Admiral Nelson spent some time
Inside the Fiddler’s Arms
Little Nell she loved that bloke
And all his pommy charms
But as time passed she’d had enough
She said ‘Horatio
I love you mate and it’s been great
But now it’s time to go!’
My grandma’s, mother’s, mother’s
Name was Little Nell
She ran the Famous Fiddler’s Arms
The stories she would tell
Her Old man ran away to sea
Said ‘She’s too much for me!’
That’s why she’s in the Fiddler’s Arms
Just up from the Quay