Football up the Prince Albert – England’s Number One Pub

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Come and drink up the Albert,
Watch the game up the pub,
Come and join the Prince Albert,
And join a right regal club.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Albert came from Saxe-Coburg,
But now he’s come to rest, still,
Just by Rodborough’s graveyard,
At the top of steep Walkley Hill.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 So watch the game up the Albert,
See the lads defeat Greece,
For Lottie and Beaver are better
Than all pubs including the Fleece.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Beaver might light a nice warm fire,
And Lottie might serve you some grub,
The atmosphere up the Albert
Makes it Engerland’s number one pub.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 You just cannot lose up the Albert,
We’re certainly going to win,
For if our attack has a lock-out,
Then Beaver might have a lock-in.


Written by Basil on a beer mat after 3 bowls of Young’s Special. The Prince Albert, as featured on Sky, is the Stroud Football Poets’ spiritual home. It is also Basil’s favourite pub. Come on England! For Lottie and Beaver, with deserved praise for the best pub in the country.
Basil Butler, The Stroud Football Poets’ official mascot, October 6th. 2001.

Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/football-up-the-prince-albert-englands-number-one-pub/