Crossroad Inn (feat. The Darkeyed Musician, Michael Drey & Sean Tysoe)

On the crossroads between East and West The crossroads between North and South Sits in of truly great repute With food and drink the best The heavy doors of ancient oak Open to all folk Folderol of noble blood Or a common rogue Be you a merchant, knight or thief Your visit won't feel brief The rules and orders don't apply All strife will stay outside The firelight dances through The coldest, longest nights Don't watch it through the windowpanes Go get yourself inside! Every man feels like a king Every woman is a queen Everyone is equal kin At the Crossroad Inn So pour the ale Pour the wine Let the mead flow 'til we die Pour the ale Pour the wine Watch the stars align And shine Once wooden doors creek open wide You smell your heart's desire Roasted meat, tankard of mead Or gallons of Black Friar The tables stand laden with food Heavied by good mood Fresh bread with crunchy crusty top And mounds of roasted squab The merry music never stops It carries away your cares Get yourself on one of the chairs Go on, sing with us! Every man feels like a king Every woman is a queen Everyone is equal kin At the Crossroad Inn So pour the ale Pour the wine Let the mead flow 'til we die Pour the ale Pour the wine Watch the stars align And shine The keeper of the inn ain't thin He's happy to the brim He never bites the coin you give And wears a jolly grin He loves to sit down with his guests For a tale or two Have no care, dare to share Maybe he'll sit with you And when at last the call of sleep Beckons through the halls In better bed you ne'er have slept Have blissful sleep 'til dawn But for now Every man feels like a king Every woman is a queen Everyone is equal kin At the Crossroad Inn So pour the ale Pour the wine Let the mead flow 'til we die Pour the ale Pour the wine Watch the stars align And shine