[Intro, Fiddle and Bodhrán, Pub Crowd Ambience] (Aye-oh! Raise yer glass!) (Clink and cheer, lads!) [Verse 1] Down in the glen where the wild winds bite, Lived Morgana, witch of the moonlit night, She'd wink at priests and steal their ale, Then vanish quick in a smoky veil. [Chorus, Gang Vocals, Foot Stomping] Ohhh Morgana, you fiery sprite, You kissed me once and stole me pint! With a laugh and a jig and a whiskey spell, You danced me straight through the gates of hell! [Verse 2] She wore her charms on a crooked sash, A flask of fire and a fist of cash, She’d gamble hearts and never lose, Left grown men howlin' in their shoes! [Pre-Chorus, Rising Fiddle and Mandolin] She ain't no saint, no maiden fair, But Lord she’s got that devil’s flair! [Chorus, Gang Vocals, Handclaps] Ohhh Morgana, you wild old crow, You cursed my boots and off they go! With a laugh and a jig and a whiskey spell, You left me broke with a tale to tell! [Bridge, [Fiddle Solo], [Drunken Harmonic Surprise]] (Ahhh-ahhh, she's dancin’ on barrels!) (Ahhh-ahhh, with fire in her curls!) [Verse 3, Slower, More Melodic] Now every pub from here to Clare, Sings songs of her flame-red hair, She’ll charm your tongue and nick your gold, But damn, that story never gets old. [Chorus, Gang Vocals, Pub Shouting] Ohhh Morgana, ye wicked lass, You danced a jig right on me ass! With a laugh and a jig and a whiskey spell, You dragged me soul down the wishing well! [Outro, [Slow Fiddle Fade], [Crowd Chanting]] So raise your pint to the stormy dame, Who stole our hearts and forgot our names, To Morgana — may she never rest, She cursed us all... and we loved it best. [End, Crowd Cheers, Mug Slam] (Slàinte, Morgana!) 🍻
