The pub music came on

And a cheer from the bar rung

As the waiters took the hands of drunken men.

Yes they danced on table tops

Even when the music stopped

Lively songs were sang by a slurring group of ten.

Some were as indecent as can be

And other were charmingly sweet

But regardless people danced with hand to hand.

The men spun the pretty gals

And swayed hips with long lost pals

In the end there were dozens of shuffling feet.

The movements were filled with glee

Flutes and Lutes played melody’s

As the singer sang the ballads of a lover

Swooning in the hands of lust

Dancing till their iron shoes rust

The pirates pub was one sight to discover!

Dancing, dancing, dancing, folks

Words conveyed but no one spoke

Magic rested in the very atmosphere.

In the simple pirates pub

Rested one large dancing hub

There’s no place more electric at night than here!