I think it came from this old Victorian poem, just wondered if anyone remembers going in the pub.
The morn of life is past,
And evening comes at last;
It brings me a dream of a once happy day,
Of merry forms I've seen
Upon the village green,
Sporting with my old dog Tray.
Chorus:
Old dog...
Worthing.
The Marine, now a pub again but been lots of things since.
Buckingham, Montague street
Victoria, Montague street
White hart, Montague street
Wine lodge, Marine parade
Albion, Portland road
Cissbury, Findon valley
Ship, Chapel road, frontage still there. Some rumours of it...