[Verse] In a tavern dimly lit and loud Four Scotsmen bold with heads unbowed A pint in hand a tale to spin The bragging match is set to begin [Chorus] Oh the stories they would tell Of dragons fierce and witches’ spell Each one grander than the next Leaving all the rest perplexed [Verse 2] Old Angus spoke of Loch Ness deep Of sightings rare of beasts that creep He swore he saw the monster dive And lived to tell the tale alive [Chorus] Oh the stories they would tell Of dragons fierce and witches’ spell Each one grander than the next Leaving all the rest perplexed [Bridge] MacGregor chimed of battles won Of clans united swords as one His tale so wild it seemed a dream Yet none would dare disrupt his scheme [Verse 3] Then Rory laughed and raised his tankard Of pack of wolves he'd best with languor He claimed a howl would make them scatter He won the night as lies grew fatter
