Old Peculier Based on "Hallelujah" by Leonard Cohen
Penned by Bruce Hogg.
They say that there's a secret word
That Ivor says, though I've never heard,
When he serves your third pint of
the Old Peculier.
Though you're slightly miffed, it's a
fourth then a fifth,
A minor fall, you need a lift,
A wasted man who's drunk on Old
Peculier,
Chorus: Old Peculier, Old Peculier etc...
Well the beer was strong, near six percent,
Your head is sore, your money spent,
The alcohol has really got right to you,
You fall across an empty chair,
you clutch at things that aren't there,
And from your lips spews forth the Old Peculier,
Chorus: Old Peculier etc...
We know that you've been here before,
You've thrown up on the toilet floor,
You're all alone and no one wants to know you.
Now face down on the bar room floor,
You won't be having any more,
You've broke your glass and spilled your Old Peculier,
Chorus: Old Peculier etc...
There was a time we used to think
That you could really hold your drink,
But that's a skill you never show now, do you?
'Cause now we have to hold you up,
Give Alka Seltzer from a cup,
Your breath is stinking from the Old Peculier,
Chorus: Old Peculier etc
Well maybe there's a sink somewhere,
And you can empty all that beer,
'Cause there's a chance that it'll go right through you,
And then I hear you cry in fright,
"Oh God, I think I need a shite!
That's the last time I go drinking Old Peculier!"
Chorus: Old Peculier etc.......x 2
Based on Fulsom Prison Blues
Penned by Bruce Hogg.
Langdale Valley Blues
I hear the rain a comin'
It's comin down The Band,
And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when,
I'm stuck in Langdale valley,
The weather's really vile.
That rain just keeps a rollin',
on down to Chapel Style.
When I was just a baby my mama told me. Son,
You're really crap at cooking,
You'll suffer when you're done,
But I cooked some eggs for breakfast,
just to watch them fry!
When I hear that wind a blowing,
I hang my head and cry..
I bet there's rich folks eating
in the fancy Resi's bar
They're probably drinkin' coffee
And knocking back a jar.
Well I knew the rain was coming,
I know I can't stay dry
But this tent just keeps on leaking,
It makes me want to cry.
Well if I get out from this valley
If that bus arrives on time,
I bet it's dry in Chapel Stile
I might get home by nine.
Far from Langdale valley
that's where I want to stay
And maybe get some sunshine
To dry my blues away.
Campsite Warden (based on “Wichita Lineman”, by Jim Webb)
Penned by Bruce Hogg.
I am the warden for the campsite,
And I’m cycling through the rain,
Searching for some sunshine, though my efforts are in vain.
I can hear you all complaining,
I can hear the children whine,
And the Campsite Warden Is still doing fine.
I know you came for a vacation,
You’ve never seen this kind of rain,
And when it pours, that tent of yours
Will never stand the strain,
And you’ll need to more than want to,
Sit and suffer for some time.
And the Campsite Warden
Is still doing fine.
Instrumental
And you’ll need to more than want to,
Sit and suffer for some time.
And the Campsite Warden Is still doing fine.
By the Time I Get to Grasmere (Based on “By the Time I Get to Phoenix”, by Jim Webb, performed by Glen Campbell)
Penned by Bruce Hogg.
By the time I get to Grasmere, they’ll be opening.
They’ll switch on the lights and open up the door.
And they’ll laugh when they see that rain just keep on falling,
‘Cause they’ve seen that rain so many times before.
By the time I make Ambleside, they’ll be working.
They’ll be serving up lunches and pouring loads of beer,
And the rain, well it will just go right on falling,
But never fear, the sky will clear.
By the time I make Elterwater, I’ll be thirsty.
I could stop at the Brit, but the ODG is near,
And I’ll smile to think that I will soon be drinking,
With folks I know, in a place I hold so dear,
And I’ll be glad, I’ve finally made it here.
Stuck in Langdale (Based on “Lodi”, by John Fogerty, performed by Credence Clearwater Revival)
Penned by Bruce Hogg.
Just about a year ago, I set out on the road,
Looking for fame and fortune, and some good times at the Old.
Rain got bad, and rain got worse, I guess you all know the tune,
Oh Lord, stuck in Langdale again.
I rode in on the Rambler, gazing at the great outdoors.
I planned on just passing through, must be nine or ten months or more.
Ran out of time and money, and seems like I lost my friends,
Oh Lord, stuck in Langdale again.
The man from the National Trust said the Stickle was the place to stay,
But I didn’t have any money, and their prices I couldn’t pay.
So I came to the Old, just to work a month. Looks like my plans fell through.
Oh Lord, stuck in Langdale again.
If I only had a quid, for every pint I’d sunk,
And every drink I’ve had to pour, while customers just get drunk.
You know, I could buy a car, to get back to where I live,
Oh Lord, I’m stuck in Langdale again,
Oh Lord, I’m stuck in Langdale again.
Meat and Two Veg (Based on “Meet on the Ledge by Richard Thompson and written By Bruce Hogg at the request of the ODG staff)
We used to say, we’ll eat today
But all that veggie stuff is wrong.
We’ll find some better food,
I’ve got a plan that won’t take long.
The ODG’s along the road
And there’s a chance we can get in.
Too many times we’ve fried,
Then thrown the whole mess in the bin.
Meat and two veg, we’re having meat and two veg.
When my food is done, I’m gonna drink with my friends.
Meat and two veg, we’re having meat and two veg.
If you really like it, you can have it all again.
Yet now I see, I’m all alone,
I thought I’d get my meal for free.
I’ll get the beers for us,
And you can pay the bill for me.
Meat and two veg, we’re having meat and two veg.
When my food is done, I’m gonna drink with my friends.
Meat and two veg, we’re having meat and two veg.
If you really like it, you can have it all again.
Meat and two veg, we’re having meat and two veg.
When my food is done, I’m gonna drink with my friends.
Meat and two veg, we’re having meat and two veg.
If you really like it, you can have it all again.
Penned by Bruce Hogg.
They say that there's a secret word
That Ivor says, though I've never heard,
When he serves your third pint of
the Old Peculier.
Though you're slightly miffed, it's a
fourth then a fifth,
A minor fall, you need a lift,
A wasted man who's drunk on Old
Peculier,
Chorus: Old Peculier, Old Peculier etc...
Well the beer was strong, near six percent,
Your head is sore, your money spent,
The alcohol has really got right to you,
You fall across an empty chair,
you clutch at things that aren't there,
And from your lips spews forth the Old Peculier,
Chorus: Old Peculier etc...
We know that you've been here before,
You've thrown up on the toilet floor,
You're all alone and no one wants to know you.
Now face down on the bar room floor,
You won't be having any more,
You've broke your glass and spilled your Old Peculier,
Chorus: Old Peculier etc...
There was a time we used to think
That you could really hold your drink,
But that's a skill you never show now, do you?
'Cause now we have to hold you up,
Give Alka Seltzer from a cup,
Your breath is stinking from the Old Peculier,
Chorus: Old Peculier etc
Well maybe there's a sink somewhere,
And you can empty all that beer,
'Cause there's a chance that it'll go right through you,
And then I hear you cry in fright,
"Oh God, I think I need a shite!
That's the last time I go drinking Old Peculier!"
Chorus: Old Peculier etc.......x 2
Based on Fulsom Prison Blues
Penned by Bruce Hogg.
Langdale Valley Blues
I hear the rain a comin'
It's comin down The Band,
And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when,
I'm stuck in Langdale valley,
The weather's really vile.
That rain just keeps a rollin',
on down to Chapel Style.
When I was just a baby my mama told me. Son,
You're really crap at cooking,
You'll suffer when you're done,
But I cooked some eggs for breakfast,
just to watch them fry!
When I hear that wind a blowing,
I hang my head and cry..
I bet there's rich folks eating
in the fancy Resi's bar
They're probably drinkin' coffee
And knocking back a jar.
Well I knew the rain was coming,
I know I can't stay dry
But this tent just keeps on leaking,
It makes me want to cry.
Well if I get out from this valley
If that bus arrives on time,
I bet it's dry in Chapel Stile
I might get home by nine.
Far from Langdale valley
that's where I want to stay
And maybe get some sunshine
To dry my blues away.
Campsite Warden (based on “Wichita Lineman”, by Jim Webb)
Penned by Bruce Hogg.
I am the warden for the campsite,
And I’m cycling through the rain,
Searching for some sunshine, though my efforts are in vain.
I can hear you all complaining,
I can hear the children whine,
And the Campsite Warden Is still doing fine.
I know you came for a vacation,
You’ve never seen this kind of rain,
And when it pours, that tent of yours
Will never stand the strain,
And you’ll need to more than want to,
Sit and suffer for some time.
And the Campsite Warden
Is still doing fine.
Instrumental
And you’ll need to more than want to,
Sit and suffer for some time.
And the Campsite Warden Is still doing fine.
By the Time I Get to Grasmere (Based on “By the Time I Get to Phoenix”, by Jim Webb, performed by Glen Campbell)
Penned by Bruce Hogg.
By the time I get to Grasmere, they’ll be opening.
They’ll switch on the lights and open up the door.
And they’ll laugh when they see that rain just keep on falling,
‘Cause they’ve seen that rain so many times before.
By the time I make Ambleside, they’ll be working.
They’ll be serving up lunches and pouring loads of beer,
And the rain, well it will just go right on falling,
But never fear, the sky will clear.
By the time I make Elterwater, I’ll be thirsty.
I could stop at the Brit, but the ODG is near,
And I’ll smile to think that I will soon be drinking,
With folks I know, in a place I hold so dear,
And I’ll be glad, I’ve finally made it here.
Stuck in Langdale (Based on “Lodi”, by John Fogerty, performed by Credence Clearwater Revival)
Penned by Bruce Hogg.
Just about a year ago, I set out on the road,
Looking for fame and fortune, and some good times at the Old.
Rain got bad, and rain got worse, I guess you all know the tune,
Oh Lord, stuck in Langdale again.
I rode in on the Rambler, gazing at the great outdoors.
I planned on just passing through, must be nine or ten months or more.
Ran out of time and money, and seems like I lost my friends,
Oh Lord, stuck in Langdale again.
The man from the National Trust said the Stickle was the place to stay,
But I didn’t have any money, and their prices I couldn’t pay.
So I came to the Old, just to work a month. Looks like my plans fell through.
Oh Lord, stuck in Langdale again.
If I only had a quid, for every pint I’d sunk,
And every drink I’ve had to pour, while customers just get drunk.
You know, I could buy a car, to get back to where I live,
Oh Lord, I’m stuck in Langdale again,
Oh Lord, I’m stuck in Langdale again.
Meat and Two Veg (Based on “Meet on the Ledge by Richard Thompson and written By Bruce Hogg at the request of the ODG staff)
We used to say, we’ll eat today
But all that veggie stuff is wrong.
We’ll find some better food,
I’ve got a plan that won’t take long.
The ODG’s along the road
And there’s a chance we can get in.
Too many times we’ve fried,
Then thrown the whole mess in the bin.
Meat and two veg, we’re having meat and two veg.
When my food is done, I’m gonna drink with my friends.
Meat and two veg, we’re having meat and two veg.
If you really like it, you can have it all again.
Yet now I see, I’m all alone,
I thought I’d get my meal for free.
I’ll get the beers for us,
And you can pay the bill for me.
Meat and two veg, we’re having meat and two veg.
When my food is done, I’m gonna drink with my friends.
Meat and two veg, we’re having meat and two veg.
If you really like it, you can have it all again.
Meat and two veg, we’re having meat and two veg.
When my food is done, I’m gonna drink with my friends.
Meat and two veg, we’re having meat and two veg.
If you really like it, you can have it all again.