Ammon Wrigley - "The Royal Tiger Inn"

The following is a transcription of a work by Saddleworth poet Ammon Wrigley (1861-1946).

The Royal Tiger Inn

At the Tiger Inn at Austerlands
I oft sat down with friends,
With old friends, with new friends,
With good friends, with true friends.
And oh, what nights we had,
When every heart was glad,
For there could never be
A merrier companie;
With every man in bloom
’Twas summer in the room,
The old rush seated chairs
Ne’er harboured men with cares,
And drawn from out the wood
The ale was ripe and good;
And oh, the songs we sang
Till all the rafters rang;
What merry tales we told
On those good nights of old,
When winging hours flew to ten
We shook the hills of Yorkshire when—
We drank good health to all good men
At the Tiger Inn at Austerlands.

Ammon Wrigley - "The Royal Tiger Inn"


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