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