We Drink and Dig

Raise your mugs, and grab your pick We're dwarves of stone, and we never quit! Down in the mines, where the gold gleams bright We dig all day, and we drink all night! We drink and dig, we dig and drink Beer in our hands, no need to think! We drink and dig, we dig and sing Raise your mugs, let the mountains ring! Deep in the caves, where the gems shine bright Our beards grow long in the candlelight Swing the hammer, crack the stone The mountain's heart is where we're known! We laugh and shout, no fear, no fuss With a belly of ale, there's no stopping us! From Ironforge to the halls of stone We dig like kings upon the throne With every sip, our spirits rise Dwarven pride in our eyes! We drink and dig, we dig and drink Beer in our hands, no need to think! We drink and dig, we dig and sing Raise your mugs, let the mountains ring! Pickaxe swinging, the rhythm's tight In every strike, we feel the might Ore so rich, silver and gold But nothing beats the brew we hold! Lager, stout, or a frothy ale We drink so much, it never gets stale! Raise your mug and pass the keg With ale so strong, it'll shake your leg! Through tunnels deep, through halls so wide We dig with pride, and drink with stride! We drink and dig, we dig and drink Beer in our hands, no need to think! We drink and dig, we dig and sing Raise your mugs, let the mountains ring! Rocks may crumble, and the earth may quake But we're dwarves, lads, we never break! Gold in the ground, beer in our gut Every dwarf knows we don't give up! So grab your pick, and grab your brew There's always more work for a dwarf to do! We drink and dig, we dig and drink The deeper we go, the better we think!