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Raise the Barrel High

Fill It to the Brim Ale Before Dawn Gold to Grain “Fill It to the Brim” is an upbeat Irish folk–inspired fantasy tavern song about adventurers celebrating victory with ale before facing danger again. A chant-along drinking anthem perfect for D&D sessions, fantasy lovers, and anyone who believes courage tastes better with foam on top. irish folk tavern song, fantasy drinking song, ale song, dnd tavern music, epic bard song, celtic fantasy music, medieval drinking song, fantasy adventurer song, pub style chant, tabletop rpg music, beer fantasy song, ale and steel We’ve slain worse things than thirst, lads! Fill it up! We’ve marched through mud and broken bone We’ve bled for crowns that weren’t our own We’ve faced the dark with rusted steel Now let the tavern be our shield The dragon’s hoard is on the floor But gold tastes less than barley pour A hero’s tale is twice as grand With froth and foam upon the hand So bang the mugs and stomp the ground Let every weary heart resound Fill it to the brim, me boys! Let the ale drown all the noise! If tomorrow calls us thin — Tonight we drink and we all win! Raise it high and drink it down! No king, no curse, no golden crown! For steel may rust and legends pale — But nothing beats a cask of ale! We’ve kissed fair maids and dodged their blades Escaped from dungeons, traps, and raids But nothing warms a battered soul Like barley born in wooden bowl The cleric swears he won’t partake The wizard claims it’s a mistake Yet both are red and laughing loud Lost among the tavern crowd For every scar and every sin Is lighter when the drink goes in Fill it to the brim, me boys! Let the ale drown all the noise! If fate demands we pay the toll — We’ll toast it with a fearless soul! Raise it high and drink it down! Spin the world and flip the crown! For dragons fall and empires fail — But heroes rise on mugs of ale! When dawn creeps cold across the floor And we must ride to war once more Remember this — remember well — We drank like kings before we fell Hey! Ho! Another round before we go! Hey! Ho! To barley, brew, and battle’s glow! Fill it to the brim, me friends! Let the laughter never end! If death should knock upon the door — We’ll drink and ask for one round more! Raise it high and let it sail! To broken sword and battered mail! For in this life both saint and knave — Find courage in a mug well-braved! Fill it… Fill it… Fill it to the brim…