

Prompt / Lyrics
(Intro- spoken) Coins buy good ale… Good ale makes great stories (Instrumental Solo) [Fast fiddle reel → bagpipes roar → full band stomp] (Verse 1) Copper clinks on the old oak bar Bought with dreams and paid in scars Every coin’s got a tale to tell Some are heaven, some are hell (Verse 2) A sailor swears he outran the tide A farmer claims he’s never lied Truth gets bent when the stout runs deep And every lie’s too good to keep (Chorus- GRITTY CHOIR) Coins on the bar, stories on the floor Truth don’t matter when the crowd wants more Raise ‘em high, let the tall tales pour Coins on the bar, stories on the floor (Verse 3) Fiddle laughs while the bagpipes cry At the size of the fish, the tears, the sky Each word grows bigger, louder, bolder By the time it’s told over a stranger’s shoulder (Verse 4) Some stories shine, some smell like rot Some end with kisses, some with a shot But every voice earns its place tonight In the glow of fire and lantern light (Chorus - GRITTY CHOIR) Coins on the bar, stories on the floor Truth don’t matter when the crowd wants more Raise ‘em high, let the tall tales pour Coins on the bar, stories on the floor (Break- CALL & RESPONSE) Who’s next? — I am! What’s it worth? — One more round! (Instrumental Solo) [Fast fiddle reel → bagpipes roar → full band stomp] (Bridge- SLOW, RICH HARMONY) When the night grows old and voices fade These lies are the best friends we’ve ever made Tomorrow they’ll vanish, gone like smoke But tonight they live in every joke (Chorus- FULL CHOIR, FINAL PUSH) Coins on the bar, stories on the floor Truth don’t matter when the crowd wants more Raise ‘em high, let the tall tales pour Coins on the bar, stories on the floor (Outro) Coins run out, the stories stay Echoed in wood till the break of day If you’re rich in laughs, you’re never poor With coins on the bar and stories on the floor
Tags
Fast, fiery pub reel with blazing fiddles, boastful chants, clinking rhythm, raucous sing-along.
3:21
No
3/1/2026