Oh sing to me another song,
Of flowers and battles won,
For I have grown to love them so,
To hear the deeds he's done,
I met him by the barrel's head,
We laughed and drank and sighed,
He told me tales that broke my heart,
Of those, his friends, who died,
The smoke swirled round and filled the room,
His smile filled up it too,
And when it came to stumble home,
He said "I'll carry you",
On his strong back I lay a lump,
We laughed, he stumbled on,
And in the morn I woke to find,
The Drunken Knight was gone,
Back to the inn to find my Knight,
To paint this old town red,
And there he was, with that bright smile,
Back at the barrel's head.
