There's a row of Pubs
City Center Tamworth on Peel Street
Waiting to make you a star Every night of the week
Blazing hot stage lights Neon moons over the bar The crowd wants to hear you Before you're a star
I belt out my southern best And let that old guitar rip Everyone in the Pub Turns towards me
I prayed to sound hip
Girls are dancing
The rooms swaying
The Pub boss gives me a nod It's me that he's paying
Blazing hot stage lights Neon moons over the bar The crowd wants to hear you Before you're a star
I ripped my heart out
On that Peel Street Stage The crowd sang along The Pub was rocket fuel
I plowed through my song
I was blessed that night
Up on the Peel Street Stage
A street performer with a pocket full of coins And my life finally turning the page
There's a row of Pubs
City Center Tamworth on Peel Street
Waiting to make you a star Every night of the week"