Lyrics

[Verse 1] Is the alehouse now in silence? Do the fiddles play their tunes? Has the girl with fiery tresses danced away the afternoon? Do the barkeeps tell the story while the patrons raise their claims? And by the way, did she drink all the names? [Chorus 1] Did she drink all the beer 'til the barrels ran dry? And when the songs grew loud than mens cry [Verse 2] Is the laughter rich with whiskey? Do the glasses clink with cheer? Does her laughter ring like music that the sober seldom hear? With each pint and hearty chorus, through the tales that they exclaim, She'd outdrink the men, her legend they proclaim. [Chorus 2] Oh, she drank all the stout 'til the taps all ran free, And the fiddlers played on, her spirit wild and glee [Verse 3] When the moon hangs high in silk skies, do the bards still sing her deeds? In the glow of fire's comfort, does her name like whisky breathe? In every corner, shadows whisper, toast her in the night's embrace, To the queen of ale, with a bold, laughing grace. [Chorus 3] Yes, she cleared out the kegs with a wink and a smile, Her fame in every song, carried for miles. [Verse 4] In the tavern's warmth at eventide, do they speak of her eyes’ gleam? Does her legend feed the fire's light, does it dance in every dream? So raise a glass to that maiden fair, with the spirit none could tame, In every pour, we'll remember her name. [Chorus 4] Aye, she turned all the sorrow to tales bold and bright, Through the laughter and cheers, she's the heart of the night [Bridge] In the alehouse, tales grow taller, where the heart and hops entwine, And her spirit's part of legend, in the scent of pine and thyme. By the harp's strings, stories sparkle, in a brew of old folk's rhymes, For the lass who quenched her thirst for life, not just the pints and limes. [Chorus 5] So here's to her, the ale queen, with the fiery hair and eyes, In her laughter, find the strength that every hearty toast belies.