Join me here, under the sign, the Welcome Inn, it says in rhyme.
Well, come in stranger, do not fear, we’re all friends who have not met you here,
You shall eat our bread and drink our beer, for we only accept those in good cheer
A full stomach you can not refuse, for there’s little else you have to lose
and there’s little else we have to gain, your presence is a sweet refrain.
We shall sing and dance, our music lifting any sunken spirits which still need shifting
And speaking of shifting, we have beds, which can be used for many heads.
The beds are cosy, warm and clean, and the prices suit the most humble means
Well, come in stranger, it’s not the end, merely a new place to meet your friends