| The Tavern Song Welcome in, ye weary travelers, Hang your sword, by the door, Have a seat, and a drink, And a whore. This is an inn, and it's a tavern. Where the beers, always strong, And the girl's, legs are long, Legs galore. Half a silver, will buy you a bath, A mug of ale and a girl on your lap. Half a silver, will buy my finest draft. So lift your voice, and join the chorus, Raise you mug, in the air, Sing away, all your cares, And your sorrows. Then drag yourself, home to the missus. And explain, to the wife, Where you've been, half the night, See you tomorrow. |
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| words and music by jackie and christina |