The Old Rising Sun

Recently placed on one of my other blogs

There was a pub in Newport town

They called the Rising Sun

They changed it to the Harlequin;

It's now a restaurant.

My mother was a Thomas

She sewed my old blue jeans,

My father came from Corpor Road

They lived up in Cwmbran.

I once met gransha in that pub,

Into that haunt he'd slunk.

He looked so very satisfied,

He was a little drunk.

Oh mother tell your children

Why the name of Harlequin

Is still found on the roundabout

And how it was The Rising Sun

I have one foot on the platform

The other on a train

And I'm goin' back to Newport town,

It looks like it might rain.

Yeah, there was a pub in Newport town

They called The Rising Sun,

I remember it from when a boy

And I'm not the only one.