I Cast Animate Objects at the Barn Dance | Funny D&D Tavern Song & Celtic Dance (Lyrics Video)

FANTASY BARD SONGS & MEDIEVAL TAVERN MUSIC FOR ADVENTURERS "I Cast Animate Objects at the Barn Dance" — an original comedic tavern song from Mirthhall. The harvest dance needs more dancers. Bram has a spell for that. Soon brooms bow, pumpkins jig, and the band can't keep up. Then the barn decides this party needs a change of scene. New song every week. Tell the bard what to play next in the comments. Written and produced by Mirthhall. Vocals and instruments generated with AI (Suno). [Lyrics] Tap this tavern table; I'll set this straight: That barn stood still at half past eight. I'm Bram, the tiefling, ink on my chin, The wizard you lot keep letting in. The harvest moon shone through the slats, On flushed farm folk in woollen hats. “More dancers, Bram!” the band called out; I caught my tail and spun about. “Animate Objects!”—just to fill the floor; The brooms and pitchforks bowed by the door. The scarecrow bowed, then joined the reel; All straw and steel swung heel to heel. A broom swept past in a bright red sash; Its bristles gave me a fine moustache. The scarecrow spun with the miller's wife; She cried, “Those knees have found new life!” Brooms up, friends, let the rafters ring! (Brooms up! Hey! Let everything swing!) If it's got no feet, it can dance! (Go on, scarecrow! Take your chance!) Hands up high! Let the whole room sway! (Everything's dancing! Out of the way!) I asked for a reel—now look what we've got— (Bram, you've brought the whole darn lot!) The hay bales hopped in a neat straight line, With bits of straw down the baker's spine. Carved pumpkins jigged round the fiddler's toes; They rolled past his boots in two bright rows. The benches rose with a creak and squeal; Old Tom was claimed by the wagon wheel. They waltzed the farmers clean off their feet, With muddy boots drumming out the beat. The fiddle played with no hand on the bow; The drum played itself and forgot to go slow. Faster and faster, the floorboards shook; I licked one thumb and dropped my book. Brooms up, friends, let the rafters ring! (Brooms up! Hey! Let everything swing!) If it's got no feet, it can dance! (Go on, scarecrow! Take your chance!) Hands up high! Let the whole room sway! (Everything's dancing! Out of the way!) I asked for a reel—now look what we've got— (Bram, you've brought the whole darn lot!) The whole barn rose with a long, low groan; Its beams stomped out like legs of their own. One step left, and the whole crowd swayed; One step right, and the drum still played. I grabbed a post; my tail went tight; The doors flew wide to the moonlit night. “Stay calm!” I squeaked. “It's part of the show!” The barn kicked dirt and decided to go. We stomped past the mill and down the lane, The mayor clung to the weathervane. His chain clanged hard on the roof's red tile; We danced inside for half a mile. The next village woke to a roof on the run; Their watchman yelled, “That looks like fun!” They swung their gate and called, “Come through!” I yelled, “We've brought the dance to you!” Brooms up, friends, let the rafters ring! (Brooms up! Hey! Let everything swing!) If it's got no feet, it can dance! (Go on, scarecrow! Take your chance!) Hands up high! Let the whole room sway! (Everything's dancing! Out of the way!) I asked for a reel, and the barn took a trot— (Bram, you've moved the whole darn lot!) At sunrise, the spell wore off with a sigh; We stood in our neighbour's field of rye. They named the scarecrow Best Dancer that day, And pinned him a ribbon. I brushed off hay. “No casting, Bram!” They made that clear— But they booked me again for the dance next year. #celticmusic #tavernmusic #folksong #medievalmusic #dnd #bard #aimusic