Longships And Mead

A long, long time, years ago
Way back in history
There lived a folk with menb so bright
Sailing at the sea!

When times were rough
And the weather was bad
All night they fought the storm
But when they made it to a pint
They all began to sing!
- Yeah, when they made it to a pint
They all began to sing!

Friends, raise your horns up high!
Let's drink to the sons of glory!
They were one!
With hearts so strong!
Far from where they belonged.
United stand!
Divided fall!
Wolves of the oceans were roaming
From coast to coast
From land to land
Hitting shores of sand!

And from this path of history
Their songs can still be heard
When we gather in the pub
A moment we'll be stirred:

When thinking of our good old men
Who sacrificed their lives
For our freedom, our joy
A wooden pint we'll raise!
For our freedom, our joy
A wooden pint we'll raise!