For many a-year we have traveled the seas
Singing songs about pirates and all their misdeeds
Stories of treasures and great undead foes
Just a day in the life of a man that I know
Your legendary prowess in drinking much beer
Recorded in song for all people to hear
But many have asked where we're next gonna sail
The answer lies deep in a barrel of ale

There are no more tales to be told
No more stories from battles of old
Now it seems our journey has come to an end
We are scraping the barrel, my friend

There are no more tales to be told
No more stories from battles of old
Now it seems our journey has come to an end
We are scraping the barrel, my friend

You may think you've heard all this music before
That Running Wild did it back in '84
But times are a-changing and we don't give a damn
So if you don't like it, go start your own band
Many have told us that we can't go on
That one day we'll run out of lyrics for songs
But when the time comes to write album four
We'll scrape at the barrel once more

There are no more tales to be told
No more stories from battles of old
Now it seems our journey has come to an end
We are scraping the barrel, my friend

There are no more tales to be told
No more stories from battles of old
Now it seems our journey has come to an end
We are scraping the barrel, my friend

There are no more tales to be told
No more stories from battles of old
Now it seems our journey has come to an end
We are scraping the barrel, my friend

There are no more tales to be told
No more stories from battles of old
Now it seems our journey has come to an end
We are scraping the barrel, my friend

There are no more tales to be told
No more stories from battles of old
Now it seems our journey has come to an end
We are scraping the barrel, my friend