Raise Your Mugs

[Verse 1]
Fire’s high
Tables shake
Spilled ale shining
Like a small gold lake
Boots on benches
Voices rough
Tell it simple
We’ve survived enough
[Chorus]
So raise your mugs
My friends
Raise your mugs
To the scars
To the songs
To the lucky old lugs
If your heart’s still beating
That’s reason enough
Raise your mugs
My friends
Raise your mugs
[Verse 2]
To the broke and bragging
To the quiet and shy
To the loves we lost
And the ones close by
To the fools still fighting
For a dream half true
If you’ve got one breath
This toast’s for you (hey!)
[Chorus]
So raise your mugs
My friends
Raise your mugs
To the scars
To the songs
To the lucky old lugs
If your heart’s still beating
That’s reason enough
Raise your mugs
My friends
Raise your mugs
[Bridge]
Left side
Right side
Shout it loud in time
Old ones
Young ones
All on the same line
[Chorus]
So raise your mugs
My friends
Raise your mugs
To the scars
To the songs
To the stubborn old thugs
If your heart’s still beating
That’s reason enough
Raise your mugs
My friends
Raise your mugs (one more!)
[Chorus]
So raise your mugs
My friends
Raise your mugs
To the tales
To the tears
To this rumbling rug
If your heart’s still beating
That’s reason enough
Raise your mugs
My friends
Raise your mugs

Rowdy fantasy tavern anthem; stomping floor toms, rustic fiddle, and jangly lute under a big mixed-voice gang chorus. Verses bounce with call-and-response room energy, then the hook explodes with claps, stomps, and shouted harmonies—perfect for drunk, happy crowds to bellow together.