Raise Your Glass With Me!

This is party ballad: simple, catchy, oft requested, and heard in many taverns being shouted waaaay too loudly. This one is popular enough that people tend to butcher the words and interject their own

The night is young and full of joy (piss!)

And it's only getting started!

And so are we, and yet it's like we never parted

So get out your mug, or horn, or ask your bar wench re-spect-ful-ly

So she will bring you a great first (lukewarm!) cup so you can

RAISE YOUR GLASS WITH ME

Chorus:

RAISE YOUR GLASS WITH ME

Be it ale or wine or tea

We'll drink our rounds 'til the sounds of the moooooooorning when you

RAISE YOUR GLASS WITH ME

See Janey the barmaid dancing her way 'round fellas that she sees?

She's smart as a whip, so watch yourself, she'll bring you to your knees (Yes please!)

So bring your mug, or horn, or wave at your bar wench re-spect-ful-ly

And Janey'll bring you another round (Thanks, Janey!) so you can

RAISE YOUR GLASS WITH ME

Chorus

They say don't trust a bard to tell the truth in any story

But I say don't let being honest get in the way of all your glory (Feckin' liar!)

So toss back your mug, or horn, and tip your entertainer re-spect-ful-ly

And he will sing you a song worth drinking to so you can

RAISE YOUR GLASS WITH ME

Chorus

Come now, ye friends, for life is short, and not enough time for drinking

There's too much to try -and wine and dine- to stay in your room thinking

So bring your mug, or horn, and flirt with your options re-spect-ful-ly (*wolf whistle*)

And make sure you try another round so you can

RAISE YOUR GLASS WITH ME

Chorus

And if you ever find yourself with your tavern-brethren scuffling

Best do your worst or buy 'em a round 'fore out the door you're stumbling

Bring your mug, or fist, or sword, but avoid your bar wench re-spect-ful-ly

Else she won't bring you your next round (I said I was sorry!) so you can 

RAISE YOUR GLASS WITH ME

Chorus

Finally, the moon is setting nigh and you can see a new sky dawning

You can clean up at home all you want but tomorrow you're back here crawling!

So bring your mug, or horn, and beg your barkeep re-spect-ful-ly

To let you have one final round so you can

RAISE YOUR GLASS WITH ME

Chorus: (with mugs banging on tables)

RAISE YOUR GLASS WITH ME

Be it ale or wine or tea

We'll drink our rounds 'til the sounds of the moooooooooooooorniiiiiiiiiiing! (COCKLEDOODLEDOO!) when you

RAISE YOUR GLASS WITH ME!

(applause and drunken burping)

Author's Note

Anything in parenthesis are things drunk patrons might interject