Want to fight us?
Want to bother us?
Leave us in peace, don't let it out
because this is the Pale Dwarf.
Now, this song noone should shout
but sing like the jolly old scaaaaarf!
Ah… Me grand and good friends. Drink and be merry. I´m just gona put me staff here and that spellbook…uh…here, and drink some more. Next round is on me, fellas, drink and sing. I know a good song!
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Whiskey you're me darling and you wear a golden crown
Oh, whiskey you're me darling so come dance me ‘round and ’round
You're strong, you're sweet, you're decent, and you'll never let me down
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Oh, whiskey you're me darling drunk or sober
Oh, whiskey is a friend of man, it's always been since time began,
If I had cows that gave such milk, I'll dress them up in the finest silk,
I'd feed them up on oats and hay, and milk them twenty times a day.
So here's to the river of whiskey, so deep so crystal clear,
But half so sweet as kisses, but surely more sincere.
Whiskey ye're me darling and ya wear a golden crown
Oh, whiskey ye're me darling so come dance me ‘round and ’round
Ye're strong, ye're sweet, ye're decent, and ye'll never let me down
Oh, whiskey ye're me darling drunk or sober
Yes, whiskey ye're me darling drunk or sober
(Irish folk song)<br><br>[Ç]
With the aid of sophisticated computer technology
and a bottle of Coke….