Halfred's Flute

Oh, gather ye round, fill up your cup, Halfred's about to pick the flute up The wise flee in terror before he tunes up This crime against music, may get him locked up Sing hey! Ho! Quick! Cover your ears! Halfred's flute brings nothing but tears! A tune so vile, it fashions new fears Can't drown it out with a stockpile of beers At Brandy Hall, he tried his hand, And sent the lasses to disband! A screeching felt across the land A tune no mortal can withstand Sing hey! Ho! Quick! Cover your ears! Halfred's flute brings nothing but tears! A tune so vile, it fashions new fears Can't drown it out with a stockpile of beers Yet still he plays, without a care, Though people cry and gasp for air A loathing for dignity he proudly shared Though we all begged, no one be spared Sing hey! Ho! Quick! Cover your ears! Halfred's flute brings nothing but tears! A tune so vile, it fashions new fears Can't drown it out with a stockpile of beers