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​[Intro] (A fast, upbeat tin whistle melody kicks off, joined by a stomping drum beat) (Sound of many beer steins clinking: CLINK!) (Barnaby’s voice: "Come in from the rain, lads! The first round is for the stories, the second is for the soul!") ​[Verse 1] He’s seen the heroes fall and he’s seen the villains rise, With a twinkle of the devil in his merry, aged eyes! He wipes the oaken counter while the world is going mad, The best listener that a broken heart has ever had! From the whispers of the mages to the rumors of the wars, It all comes washin' up upon his sawdust-covered floors. Barnaby O'Shea, with a belly like a keg, He’ll pour a pint for kings or for the man who has to beg! ​[Pre-Chorus] (Uilleann pipes swell with a triumphant, melodic rise) The fire’s roaring hot and the ale is pouring cold, He’s heard every secret that has ever been told! The cornerstone of legend, the anchor of the town, The only man who smiles when the walls are coming down! ​[Chorus] (Explosive Celtic Metal chorus with a massive "Oi! Oi!" chant) RAISE A GLASS TO THE BARKEEP! The man who knows it all! The master of the stories inside the tavern wall! HEART OF THE HAMLET! The king of the brew! He’s got a special vintage waiting just for you! POUR IT LOUD! DRINK IT DEEP! Secrets are the only things that Barnaby will keep! ​[Verse 2] He knows who stole the crown and he knows who’s run away, But he’ll never tell a soul until his dying day! He’s got a joke for every sorrow, a song for every scar, The unofficial ruler of the world behind the bar! When the orcs are at the gates and the dragons fill the sky, Barnaby will just make sure your tankard isn't dry. With a rag upon his shoulder and a whistle on his breath, He’s the only man in Aetheria who isn't scared of death! ​[Bridge] (The metal guitars drop out for a fast, acoustic mandolin and whistle jig) (Sound of rhythmic clapping and feet stomping) (Barnaby shouts) "Dance, you scoundrels! The night is young and the mead is sweet! Leave your troubles at the door and find your rhythm in your feet!" (The guitar returns with a soaring, melodic Celtic-themed solo) ​[Chorus] RAISE A GLASS TO THE BARKEEP! The man who knows it all! The master of the stories inside the tavern wall! HEART OF THE HAMLET! The king of the brew! He’s got a special vintage waiting just for you! ​[Outro] (The pipes lead a final, slowing melody) The lamps are burning low... The stars are in the sky... But as long as Barnaby’s here... The well will ne'er run dry. (Sound of a final, heavy wooden mug hitting the table: THUD) "Last call, ya filthy animals!"