Drinking Song

[Verse 1]
I might have grown to be
A sailor on the seven seas
And save the hero of the story
From the belly of the beast
But the knight would get the credit
And the damsel, and the gold
And all I get’s the gift of growing old

I might have grown to be a miner
With an eye for precious stone
And find a vein of diamond worth
More than all of the town could hold
And maybe in my charity
The land comes to prosperity
With my luck, I'd still end up in the cold

[Chorus]
'Cause you won't rewrite history
To commemorate the likes of me
And you would not believe me if I tried
To tell you all the things I've seen
And all the places that I've been
So pour the hall another cup of wine

[Verse 2]
I might have grown to be a king
More mighty than the kings you've known
Who led us through a peaceful time
And never simply occupied the throne
But out of castle light
I'd still be such a sight for sorest eyes
I'd be a pauper in disguise

I might’ve led the cavalry
To glory on the battlefield
And they would cast a monument
In silver of my weathered shield
But now with all my medals pawned
No proof except my silver tongue
To tell of all the valor I have won

[Chorus]
'Cause you won't rewrite history
To commemorate the likes of me
And you would not believe me if I tried
To tell you all the things I've seen
And all the places that I've been
So pour the hall another cup of wine

[Verse 3]
I might’ve been a good man
Oh, who loved someone with all he had
And did right by the ones he'd known
And gave away the wealth of him
Until the purse was empty
Even so, you would forget me
Like a dying star
I burn until I'm dark

[Chorus]
'Cause you won't rewrite history
To commemorate the likes of me
And you would not believe me if I tried
To tell you all the things I've seen
And all the places that I've been
So pour the hall another cup of wine
So pour my friends another cup of wine