My songs are sung in drinking halls From Winterhold to Daggerfall. Buy me some ale! I'll drink it all For I don't sing for free! The dragons left Nirn long ago A tale of vast and cosmic woe You might expect them back, but no, They're all afraid of me! I challenged a titanic Orc, For his great blade and priceless torc, Then asked if he would taste like pork He dropped his sword to flee! I met a fair young maiden Elf, Who kept my sonnets on a shelf, I showed her a few things myself Now her kids look like me! And raise a mug with me! Make sure I drink for free!