[Intro – Bagpipes & Foot Stomps]
Bagpipes wail, glasses clink, crowd chants “HEY!”
Oi—fill it up, don’t let it settle!
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[Verse 1 – Lead Vocal (gritty, smiling)]
There’s a glow in the pub like a candle in rain,
Oak on the walls and a song in the grain,
We came in broke but we’re rich in cheer,
With a pull from the tap and a proper good beer.
Barmaids laugh, says, “You’ll not stand,”
We wink back bold with a coin in hand,
First pint down like a blessing said,
By the second one we’re all best friends.
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[Chorus – Male Choir (rowdy)]
Raise it high to the foam and the crown,
Count the rings when the sun goes down,
We drink till the floor comes up to meet,
Wear our totals proud like medals on our sleeves!
Hey! To the pint! To the night!
To the laughs and the foolish fights—
We fall, we roar, then we drink once more,
Badges of foam till the morning light!
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[Verse 2 – Lead Vocal + Harmony]
Old Mick swears he’s had fifteen straight,
Young Tom lies, says twenty-eight,
We tally the marks on the glass like scars,
Each ring a tale from the tavern wars.
There’s a fiddle crying and pipes that groan,
A stomp of boots on the ancient stone,
Good company thick as the head on top,
You don’t count time when the stories don’t stop.
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[Chorus – Male Choir (bigger)]
Raise it high to the foam and the crown,
Count the rings when the sun goes down,
We drink till the floor comes up to meet,
Wear our totals proud like medals on our sleeves!
Hey! To the pint! To the night!
To the laughs and the foolish fights—
We fall, we roar, then we drink once more,
Badges of foam till the morning light!
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[Bridge – Call & Response (Bagpipes swell)]
Lead: Who’s your brother when words run hot?
Choir: The lad beside you, whether right or not!
Lead: What’s pride worth when fists get sore?
Choir: A round to cool it, then we’re friends once more!
[Spoken Shouts]
Knuckles bloodied? Aye.
Grudges kept? Nah—buy a pint!
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[Verse 3 – Lead Vocal (half-sung, laughing)]
We may scuffle for a name or a song,
For a county, a story, who sang it wrong,
But the table knows how it always ends—
Two fresh pints and a laugh with friends.
We toast the wins and the nights we lost,
Pay the tab no matter the cost,
If I pass out dreaming of barley and cheer,
Wake me gentle—there’s another round here.
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[Chorus – Male Choir (full roar)]
Raise it high to the foam and the crown,
Count the rings when the sun goes down,
We drink till the floor comes up to meet,
Wear our totals proud like medals on our sleeves!
Hey! To the pint! To the night!
To the laughs and the foolish fights—
We fall, we roar, then we drink once more,
Badges of foam till the morning light!
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[Break – Instrumental]
Bagpipes blaze, fiddle flies, stomps and claps
HEY! HEY! HEY!
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[Final Chorus – Choir + Crowd]
Raise it high to the foam and the crown,
Sing it loud till the stars come down,
If we stumble home with a song and a grin,
That’s a victory—pour it again!
Hey! To the pint! To the night!
To the jokes tha
