The Server’s Song Heather Dale

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The hall is well crowded, the feast underway
To cook and assistants all homage we pay

But lest we forget those who serve us this day
I ask you to raise up your glass-

To those who eat last and who give us the best
Let's drink to the few who would serve all the rest

At court or at tourney they're noble as you
But tonight they don tabards to ladle the stew
And lest we forget all the gentle folk who
Would serve you this evening's repast

To those who eat last and who give us the best
Let's drink to the few who would serve all the rest

More food or more water, my lady? My lord?
To those who don't rest 'til the last has been poured
And platter on platter, has laden the board
For service without being asked

To those who eat last and who give us the best
Let's drink to the few who would serve all the rest

To those who eat last and who give us the best
Let's drink to the few who would serve all the rest!