Come ye in of your own free will Sit ye down and have a drink Ease your pain as the night grows chill In a warm chair you can sink Hang your coat, doff your cap Strike the road dust from your shoes Draw an ale from the wooden tap It's the best of all our brews CHORUS: Turn your head, look over your shoulder Tell me now what do you see? Buildings of man in a nameless town Or enchantment of the gentry? You ate our food and you drank our wine Now it's time to have a song- You can leave while you have the time Or you can sing along- Tell us a tale, sing us a tune Or dance with the girl in green Tell us who you are and what you've done And the mysteries you've seen The stories told and the music played Go on through endless time Some are dark, some are gay In free form or in rhyme- Lilt and lyric weave a cloth As soft as a velvet gown That wraps you as a flame to moth While you slowly settle down Your eyes will close as you start to doze As your head back slowly slips The finest wine will around you bind As it tingles on your lips The dawn will grow the co*k will crow But you'll never hear that call 'tis the finest inn t' which you ere have been so you may not leave at all!