Up from the west road, the boys are all coming down
Back from the quest, holding riches all by the pound
Eyeing up the tavern on the corner, it's looking 'bout time

But up chimes the doorman: Now don't yis' be coming round
Drunk and disordered and barred from the pubs in town
But I spy the back door, and I spy the key on his side

And it's one sleight of the hand, a flick of the wrist
A slip of the tongue, a gamble to risk
A drink in the dark, a girl not to miss
A wink at the bar, a stranger to kiss

Are yis' in for the long haul?
'Cause it's a long aul' night ahead

And it's one, turns into two
Turns into five, turns into nine
Then it's twelve, turns into more
The taps are gone dry, it's onto the wine
And it's one too many again
Drink up as the room is starting to spin
And the bard is throwing his guts up
Let's drink till we're thrown out again

Ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley
Ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley
Ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley
Ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley

The drinks are all flowing in, the lasses are looking well
The barman remembers us, and so does the clientele
And now I recall we made quite the impression last time

Then up walks some tiefling, and doesn't she look the part
And says she's no thief, but she thinks she could steal me heart
Her man charges over, it looks like I'm crossing a line

And it's one sleight of the hand, a flick of the wrist
A slip of the tongue, a gamble to risk
A drink in the bar, a girl not to miss
She's here with your man, he's making a fist

Are yis' in for the long haul?
We've got a long aul' night ahead

And it's one, turns into two
Turns into five, turns into nine
Then it's twelve, turns into more
The bottles are gone, and so is the wine
It's one too many again
Drink up as the room is starting to spin
And the party's surely a mess
So boyo's, let's drink till we're thrown out again

Ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley
Ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley
Ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley
Ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley

The odds are against me, yer wan's man is towering
But we have an ace here, eight lads and a paladin
The mage sets him alight, and then the rouge takes out his leg
Before you know, we have to leave, pick a new bar and try it again

It's one sleight of the hand, a flick of the wrist
A slip of the tongue, a gamble to risk
A drink at the bar, a girl not to miss
She couldn't be arsed, she knows that you're pissed

Are yis' in for the long haul?
It's been a long aul' night ahead

And it's one, turns into two
Turns into five, turns into nine
Then it's twelve, turns into more
The bard is asleep or maybe he's died
It's far too many again
Drink up as the room is starting to spin
Sure, it was some craic in the end
Drink up, 'cause I think that we've been barred again

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Ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley
Ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley-ley
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