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The Sunk'n Norwegian

Alestorm

Back Through Time

2011

at the Sunk'n Norwegian
One more drink before we have to die
One more drink at the Sunk'n Norwegian
Raise up your tankards of ale to the sky
One more drink,

Raise a tankard to the sky and say
Uzbekistan is a pirate land
To the pirates of Uzbekistan
From Aral Sea to Samarkand
Raise a tankard to the sky

Up go the tankards
And u- oup they rise
I'll drink 'till I can't see from
Both of me eyes
Now fill up my cu- op
Of a mountable size
'Cus we all

a tankard
And join in our song
Plunder with thunder, kill for the thrill
Drink up me hearties 'til we've had our fill
Raise up your tankard, into the sky

Look your doors 'cause Tankard's coming to your town
When we're drunk then we don't like to fuck around
Wicked thirst yet there is no beer to be

This is a bard song!
So you should sing along
So fill your mugs and tankards to the brim
You'll be the choir that we'll inspire
Cause singing songs

This lad once had a problem, he came and sat by me.
I was drinking in me local bar, thinking of the sea.
He popped his tankard on a stool and showed

Drunken pirates (ahoy!) Unspoken legends of the sea
Fly your banners raise your tankards let us toast our victory
Greater than blackbeard (HWOUGH!)

With a tankard of mead he united the land
Under his reign evil cannot stand

Master of combat with sword and shield
To no foe would he yield
Lacking

Raise Your Tankard

[M/L: Jevo]

Take one beer, take two beers
So you can wet your whistle
Take three beers, take four beers
Now on you cannot stop

Tankard
Ain't give me no time so I had to go replace her
Selling all my tracks you would think I'm Don Draper
I be eating fresh salmon bagel hold the capers

This lad once had a problem
He came and sat by me
I was drinkin in me local Bar
Thinkin of the sea
He popped his tankard on a stool
And showed me its

your tankards to the people
To the ones who paid the price
The seagull and the eagle
In the courtyard playing nice
The nation is united by
The death

bloody fight
Vodka and Cognac are our leaders
We've the best, we fuck the fuckin' rest

Empty tankard

We have come to slam dance tonight
Bangin'

destiny may be sealed

Let's raise our glasses as we will our swords tomorrow
Let's tap our tankards like we will tomorrow's drums
Let's drink

butchered and bled
Tankards of wine, burgundy red
Handmade suits and shoes and socks
Ooh, his breath could stop the clocks

Oh, here he comes
So

Three Drunken Maidens

Fairport Convention

Bonny Bunch of Roses/Tipplers Tales

1992

Now where are your feathered hats, your mantles crisp and fine?
"They've all been swallowed up, my boys, in tankards of good wine"
And where are your

Pubs and clubs and opening hours
Was all he knew
One arm bandits and Affiliated members
Women taboo
Had his own tankard
And the evening Standard

The Affiliated

The Dukes of Stratosphear

Chips from the Chocolate Fireball

1987

Pubs and clubs and opening hours
Was all he knew
One arm bandits and Affiliated members
Women taboo

Had his own tankard
And the evening

The Puddler's Tale

Stan Rogers

From Coffee House To Concert Hall

2000

you endure the foreman's choler,
Do this, then, drain the tankards dry,
And let us toast the almighty dollar,
That keeps us chained here before

Let's fill up our tankards
On the brink, on the brink
On the up everything
And who cares if it's raining?
Washed in our grey sky
Clean slate get by
This

just distant memories
I raise the black flag one last time
And drink one last tankard of ale

All my life I've sailed these oceans
Now death comes to set

We'll stay strong and we'll raise our tankards high, we will sail forevermore

We've sailed many miles and seen so many sights
So many adventures we have

Maiden, Tankard, Judas Priest,                                                                                                
whit bottle in our hand