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Mud on boots, fire in the hearth, mugs raised high — “Laughing at the Gate” is a roaring tavern dance anthem for rebels, wanderers, and firelit hearts. Born from stomping feet and shouted choruses, this bardcore folk song celebrates the moment when rules grow thin, laughter grows loud, and voices shake the hinges of the night. Driven by pounding rhythms, tavern energy, and a powerful female lead, this song captures the joy of standing together — laughing at walls, gates, and fears that dare to stand in the way. 🍻 About this song Genre: Tavern Folk / Bardcore / Folk Anthem Core elements: Female lead vocal, chant-heavy chorus, stomps & claps, tavern percussion Mood / Themes: Rebellion, camaraderie, joy, defiance, found family Perfect for: D&D sessions, fantasy taverns, RPG soundtracks, medieval festivals, drinking nights, folk sing-alongs ✨ Why you’ll enjoy it Big chants, pounding rhythms, and that unmistakable tavern glow — Laughing at the Gate is made to be sung shoulder-to-shoulder, mugs held high, laughing loud enough to shake the hinges loose. 🏰 More songs for firelit nights and fearless hearts • The Ravenhill Chronicles – Bardcore & Fantasy Folk • Songs of Ravenhill – A Traveling Tankard Playlist 🎵 Lyrics They told us “stop” and we told them “wait” From the long oak table near the gate Shared a grin with a mouthful of ale Boots on benches, we pound and rail That lock looks small in the candle glow When mugs go up and the voices grow Rules grow thin in a crowded room When the floor starts shaking to the tune Oh we’re laughing at the gate tonight Laughing at the gate tonight Bars don’t hold when the song is right When the song is right, when the song is right Laughing loud till the hinges shake Till the hinges shake, till the hinges shake We were born, we were born Laughing at the gate Every wall’s just a joke half-told After three more rounds of something bold Every lock’s scared of a drunken cheer When the whole damn tavern’s gathered here If it stands, we sing it down Clap it loose and stomp it round If it falls, we buy a round Ale runs thick, no fear is found Oh we’re laughing at the gate tonight Laughing at the gate tonight Bars don’t hold when the song is right When the song is right, when the song is right Laughing loud till the hinges shake Till the hinges shake, till the hinges shake We were born, we were born Laughing at the gate Count to three, bang mugs in time Let the walls drink every rhyme Freedom lives where voices meet In spilled ale and stomping feet Oh we’re laughing at the gate tonight Laughing at the gate tonight Bars don’t hold when the song is right When the song is right, when the song is right Laughing loud till the hinges shake Till the hinges shake, till the hinges shake We were born laughing at the gate Laughing at the gate Laughing at the gate #TavernSong #FolkAnthem #FantasyMusic #DrinkingSong #DnDMusic #Bardcore #FolkRock #FantasyFolk #BardSong #RPGMusic #TavernAmbience #MedievalFolk #Fiddle #SingAlong #FestivalMusic #OneMoreRound #GloryBound #TheTravelingTankard