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    "Memories Of A Crowded Barroom"genre: Bluegrass
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    A sad song about an old bartender, whose pub was destroyed by hooligans . . .
    CD: In The Disaster Area   Label: Disaster Area Records
    Credits: Wirtten by Ralph, featuring Zdenek Smrcka on Dobro

    Story Behind the Song
    My band, Roll's Boys loves (songs about) bars, so I tried to write one as well. This is my demo. The singing is not optimal, because I had a terrible cold.

    Lyrics
    Memories Of A Crowded Barroom

    1.
    I walked into a barroom, sat down and had a beer
    It was my first night in this town, the first time I’d been here
    Then I looked around and noticed, I was the only one
    Not a soul around here in this place, sure quiet for this time

    A friday night in London, a million people on the streets
    The bartender was an old grey man, with a friendly face
    Said; “Son, I know you’re wondering, why no one is here
    Well that, my son, it’s a long sad story, ‘bout sports and too much beer

    2.
    I was still a young man, when I started to work here
    We were serving Ale and Bitter, before the days of Lager beer
    We had a TV in that corner, and people’d come to watch
    The matches and the races; others just played darts

    Chelsea was our favourite and on that fatal day,
    They were playing Arsenal, a derby as they say
    We were all just watching, when hooligans came in
    They were durnk and started fighting . . . two people got killed

    CHORUS #1:
    There was nothing I could do, I called for help but it came late
    Then they closed my pub and I could only wait
    Till the end of a trial against two friends and me
    We were innocent, but they just wouldn’t see

    CHORUS #2:
    There was nothing I could do, I called for help but it came late
    Then they closed my pub and I could only wait
    My dream’s to go back, to those happy days before
    They ruined my pub and the crowd avoided my door

    My dream’s to go back, to those happy days before
    They ruined my pub and the crowd avoided my door

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