The Spirit Behind the Bar

[Verse] In the heart of the manor where shadows creep There’s a ghost that wakes while the living sleep Once the proud owner of this fine lair Now he’s slinging ale with a spectral flair [Chorus] Raise your mugs to the ghost in the hall Keeps the tankards full and the spirits tall With a laugh so deep it could chill your spine He serves up mischief with a twist of brine [Verse 2] He polishes glass with a phantom hand Tells tales of treasure and the blackened sand Though the fire is warm his breath runs cold But his charm could turn your copper to gold [Bridge] In the dead of night when the candles dim You might hear a toast sung soft by him A haunting tune and a clink of glass To times long gone that we let slip past [Chorus] Raise your mugs to the ghost in the hall Keeps the tankards full and the spirits tall With a laugh so deep it could chill your spine He serves up mischief with a twist of brine [Verse 3] From troll to traveler he treats each guest With phantom ale and his otherworld zest If you hear a whisper or catch a chill It’s just him wishing you good fortune still