Every Barrel Gets a Seat

Verse 1

Pour me a mug of amber ale

Brown as the bark on the old oak trail

It settles my bones when the cold winds blow

But the taste wears off and then I know

Pre-Chorus

The tavern's loud the fire's warm

I'll drink my way through any storm

Chorus

Ale is hearty mead is sweet

Wine goes straight to dancing feet

Beer is honest cider's fleet

Every barrel gets a seat

Post-Chorus

Drink up lads and drink up lasses

Fill the flagons pass the glasses

Verse 2

Mead was the drink the old gods blessed

Golden and thick like a honeyed jest

But one tankard more and my head will spin

While wine makes poets start to grin

Pre-Chorus

The bard plays fiddle by the wall

The drummer keeps us in the thrall

Chorus

Ale is hearty mead is sweet

Wine goes straight to dancing feet

Beer is honest cider's fleet

Every barrel gets a seat

Post-Chorus

Drink up lads and drink up lasses

Fill the flagons pass the glasses

Bridge

Cider sparkles sharp and bright

Rings the dinner bell at night

Beer will carry you to bed

With a heavy foggy head

Chorus

Ale is hearty mead is sweet

Wine goes straight to dancing feet

Beer is honest cider's fleet

Every barrel gets a seat

Post-Chorus

Drink up lads and drink up lasses

Fill the flagons pass the glasses

Oh the flagons pass the glasses