The sun retreats below the city walls
As Darius strolls through crowded streets
When he hears the sound of a familiar voice
Verrone, a knight of the elite
“I hear rumors that you leave at dawn
To track the escaped assassin
Join us for a proper farewell
At the Stumbling Huntsman"
(Charlotte – Ah’s)
Raise our pints to this city
Long may reign the monarchy
Let us pour another round
For the one true crown
We raise our mugs to sword and shield
Poets of the battlefield
For our countrymen and king
Let us drink and sing
The tavern floors packed wall to wall
With knights of the king plated in gold
They empty pints with spirits high
Their thirst uncontrolled
The tavern emptied their reserves
The moon high into the night
Barrels of ale now unveiled
Brought untold delight
(Charlotte – Ah’s)
Raise our pints to this city
Long may reign the monarchy
Let us pour another round
For the one true crown
We raise our mugs to sword and shield
Poets of the battlefield
For our countrymen and king
Let us drink and sing
Sounds of joy and farewell cheers
Rang out into the night
Not a coin was spent on beers
It was their noble right
Raise our pints to this city
Long may reign the monarchy
Let us pour another round
For the one true crown
We raise our mugs to sword and shield
Poets of the battlefield
For our countrymen and king
Let us drink and sing
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