(Intro) ARNOLD GROVE Verse 1 There was a house on Arnold Grove, Rain came down and buses moved, Harold drove the morning run, Louise kept watch on everyone. Harry knew those streets by heart, Peter knew them from the start, And George would sit and listen there, With music growing in the air. Chorus Arnold Grove, Arnold Grove, Little house where young dreams moved, Every face and every door Stayed with him for evermore. Arnold Grove, Arnold Grove, He could leave but never lose All the love he carried on Long after he had gone. Verse 2 Brothers, sisters, voices raised, Working days and Sunday ways, Not much money, plenty said, Love was waiting round the bend. Then the radio came alive, Bringing sounds from far outside, And George picked up his guitar, Dreaming of a world afar. Chorus Arnold Grove, Arnold Grove, Little house where young dreams moved, Every face and every door Stayed with him for evermore. Arnold Grove, Arnold Grove, He could leave but never lose All the love he carried on Long after he had gone. Bridge When the lights began to shine, When the whole world heard his name, He could still go back in time To the house before the fame. You can travel far away, You can cross the world alone, But the streets that shaped your childhood Always lead you home. Verse 3 So he left for Liverpool, With a guitar and youthful soul, But behind the famous name Was the boy who stayed the same. And beneath the ringing gold, There was something he still held: Arnold Grove and family, The place that taught him how to be. Final Chorus Arnold Grove, Arnold Grove, Little house where young dreams moved, Every face and every door Stayed with him for evermore. Arnold Grove, Arnold Grove, Though the years may come and go, Wherever George might roam, That little house was home. Outro Arnold Grove... Arnold Grove... Where the young George learned to dream. Arnold Grove... Arnold Grove... Nothing's ever quite as far As it first may seem. (Outro)
