Da Trowie Brew

One night when wandering the heathery hills I saw a strange peerie man He looked at me with a gleam in his eye And a fiddle in his hand Hey said hey lad come play us a tune Have a drink and a song You can sing and drink and dance And party all night long Into the cave Into the night I followed the strange peerie man Handed a fiddle, handed a drink And I joined da trowie band Oh I joined da trowie band Into the cave I followed da trow He took me by my hand Inside there was a gathering of Trows fae across da land They were all drinking this magical brew It looked and smelled quite fine I had just one sip and oh the taste was divine Into the cave Into the night I followed the strange peerie man Handed a fiddle, handed a drink And I joined da trowie band One more drink o da trowie brew One more shot they'll come for you Singing and drinking into the night This will be your last song You can shout and sing along This is the end of your life Under the influence of magical brew I reach for another drink Just one more please I swear I'm teetering on the brink I feel my soul depart my body And fly up towards the sky This is me, my spirit is free My body is ready to die Into the cave Into the night I followed the strange peerie man Handed a fiddle, handed a drink And I joined da trowie band One more drink o da trowie brew One more shot they'll come for you Singing and drinking into the night This will be your last song You can shout and sing along This is the end of your life Far into the hill There lies an ancient cave Where we drink, we party And we rave Go! Now above the hill Beneath the starlit sky I embrace my spirit And I fly We drink and sing in the night Dancing by the moonlit burn Embracing the spirits of old Let the fire consume your soul One more drink o da trowie brew One more shot they'll come for you Singing and drinking into the night This will be your last song You can shout and sing along This is the end of your life We drink and sing in the night Dancing by the moonlit burn Embracing the spirits of old Let the brew consume your soul One more drink o da trowie brew One more shot they'll come for you Singing and drinking into the night This will be your last song You can shout and sing along This is the end of your life