The wonderful song "God is bigger than the Boogie Man", from Veggie Tales.

I don't know quite what happened! I was supposed to zero in on sixteenth century Berkshire, England, but instead, found myself stumbling around in the dark, in some stinky alternate reality behind a place called "The Mended Drum" on Dwarves Night.
Apparently six nights of the week, the place allows trolls in, but in the interests of keeping enough furniture to sit on, and drink off, they have separate nights when dwarves or trolls (or the undead, or what-have-you) are not allowed in.
So the barkeep gives me this funny look (I stand head and shoulders above most of the drinking clientele who aren't so much drinking as sloshing it, and singing) but I still get my half-pint anyway which seems to take the paint off my throat and while I'm trying to be inconspicuous in a corner this small person who goes by Tor Stronginthearm nearly nails me with a throwing axe and insists that I join in the singing, unless I'm a troll-fancier!
X:70 % number
T:Gold! Gold! Gold! % title
C:Eodric Shortensweet (aka Myscha Aiken) % composer
O:Songs from The Gold Mind % origin.
N:Rests may be punctuated by clinksloshing tankards
N:Of authentic Dwarf ale, thumping on tables, banging
N:Of tankards on tables, or throwing things.
N:With acknowledgements to Terry Pratchett's Discworld
N:Sagas, without which this would never have happened.
M:4/4 % meter
L:1/4 % length of shortest note
Q: % tempo
K:F % key
V:1 % voice 1
"F"FCFC | "F"AGF z | "Bb"BG "F"AF | "C7"GFE z |
w:Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold!
"F"FCFC | "F"AGF z | "Bb"BG "F"AF | "C7"GC "F"F2 |]
w: Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold!

It was after this, that three ladies entered the bar, one of whom later insisted on teaching the dwarves the song "The Hedgehog can never be buggered at all", and how to play "Cripple Mister Onion". (I found out later that the singing tutor was Mistress "Nanny" Ogg (with her disreputable cat, Greebo), and her companions, Granny Weatherwax and Magrat Garlick).

X:2
T:The Hedgehog Can Never Be Buggered At All % title
C:Eodric Shortensweet (Myscha Aiken) % composer
O:Songs from the Gold Mind   % origin.
M:3/4                        % meter
L:1/4                        % length of shortest note
Q:240                        % tempo
K:F                          % key
V:1                          % voice 1
"F" z A B | c A B | c d e | f e d | c2 "C" A |
w:If you're need-ing some help, give the squir-rels a call, in
B G B | "F" A F A | "D" G A =B | "C" c2 "F" A/ B/ |
w:Sum-mer or Spring, but they're bus-y in Fall, but don't
c A B | c d e | f e d | c2 "C" A/ c/ |
w:both-er the hedge-hog, you'll hit a brick wall, for the
B G B | "D" A F "F" D | C D E | F2 z |]
w:hedge-hog can nev-er be bug-gered at all.
W:
W:Everybody knows dogs
W:love to play with a ball
W:If you reach for the leash they're right there in the hall
W:but the hedgehog's disdain
W:is inclined to appal
W:for the hedgehog can never be buggered at all.
W:
W:If you fall in a heap
W:you can count on a sheep
W:to have you back up on your feet standing tall
W:but the hedgehog, it seems
W:is in apathy's thrall,
W:for the hedgehog can never be buggered at all.
W:
W:You should know that a horse
W:Will support you of course,
W:And will give of his best though he stumble and fall,
W:But a hedgehog would rather
W:Remain in his stall,
W:For the hedgehog can never be buggered at all.

Towards midnight the few humans remaining in the bar gravitated to the ladies' table where I learned another of the popular songs in the city of Ankh-Morpork: A Wizard's Staff Has A Knob On The End...

X:3
T:A Wizard's Staff Has A Knob On The End % title
C:Myscha Aiken               % composer
O:                           % origin.
M:3/4                        % meter
L:1/4                        % length of shortest note
Q:240                        % tempo
P:ABA
K:F                          % key
V:1                          % voice 1
P:A (VERSE)
"F" z z C | F2 F | F F d | c A G | F2 A | "C" B2 c | d2 e | "F" f2 z |
w:1.A wiz-ard's staff has a knob on the end and runes run up the shaft, It's
w:2.A wiz-ard's staff has a knob on the end, Some are made from thinking wood,
z z C | F2 F | F2 d | c A G | F G A | "C" B2 A | G F E | "F" F2 z ||
w:1.long and proud and sti-ff and loud, It's the pride of wi-z-ard-craft._
w:2.With~a sapi-ent pear you'd be out to there, And you'd go blind, yes_ you would._
P:B (CHORUS)
z z C | "F" F2 F | F F d | c A G | F2 A | "C" G E D | C2 "F" C | D C A | F2 C |
w:A Wiz-ard's staff has a knob on the end, a knob on the end, a knob on the end, A
F2 F | F F d | c A G | F2 "C" A | G A G | C D E | "F" F2 F ||
w:Wiz-ard's staff has a knob on the end, and what he does with it is ma-gic!
W:A wizard's staff has a knob on the end
W:That looks like a silver nut
W:If you start to bleat when he's taken your seat
W:He'll crack it up your butt.
W:
W:(Chorus.)
W:
W:A wizard's staff has a knob on the end
W:And the odd frog knows it's true
W:When your staff has a bend then the spell you send
W:Can fly right back at you.
W:
W:(Chorus)
W:
W:A wizard's staff has a knob on the end
W:Most useful if they knew it
W:It's just that fem isn't magical to them
W:So they never ever do it.
W:
W:(Chorus)
W:
W:(last verse maestro please)
W:A wizard's staff has a knob on the end
W:And you may think it's tragic
W:That no matter how strong or thick or long
W:All he can do with it is magic.
W:
W:(Chorus)
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What could possibly be better than celebrating Saint Patrick's Day 2008 at the Buggleskelly Motor Show? Sponsored by Flanagan's Garage the highlight of this year's show is Mr. O'Rafferty's kit-car. Internationally famous as the founder of Ireland's home-built car industry, Dinny O'Rafferty's roadster is a superb example of Irish ingenuity and engineering skill.
Capable of an astonishing 90mph on just one gallon of Guinness, it remains the envy of more sophisticated automotive designers.

X:68 % number
T: O'Rafferty's Motor Car % title
C:Tommie Connor % composer
O:Songs and Dances of Ireland% origin.
M:6/8 % meter
L:1/8 % length of shortest note
P:AB
Q:180 % tempo
K:C % key
V:1 % voice 1
P:A
G |: "C" ccc "F" ccc | "C" c2 G EFG | "D7" A2 c "G7" d2 B | "C" c3-c2 G |
w:Now Din-ny O' Raf-fer-ty's mo-tor car is the great-est I de-clare,_ It's
Gcc "F" c2 c | "C" c2 G E2 G | "D7" A2 d d2 c | "G7" B3-B2 G |
w:made up of bits and piece-s that he's picked up here and there,_ The
"F" A2 A A2 c | "Em" B2 G EFG | "F" A2 G "G7" F2 A |"C" G3-GGG |
w:en-gine must be age-s old but it's still got lots of power,_ With a
Gcc "F" cBc | "C" c2 G EFG | "D7" A2 c "G7" d2 B | "C" c3-c2 G ||
w:gal-lon of stout in the pet-rol tank it does nine-ty miles an hour!_ Oh
P:B
"C" e2 c cBc | e2 c cGG | "D7" A2 c "G7" B2 c |
w:What a won-der-ful mo-tor car, it's the great-est ev-er
"C" c3-c2 G | Gcc "F" ccc | "C" c2 G EFG | "D7" A2 d d2 c |
w:seen!_ It used to be black as me fath-er's hat, now it's For-ty Shades of
"G7" B3-B2 G | "F" A2 A A2 c | "Em" B2 G EFG | "F" A2 G F2 A |
w:Green!_ On T. V. and the Ra-di-o and in ev-'ry pub-lic
"C" G3-G2 G | "F" G2 c "F#dim" c2 c | "C" c2 G EGG | "D7" ABc "G7" d2 B |
w:bar,_ the burn-ing ques-tion of the day is O'-Raf-fer-ty's mo-tor
[1-4 "C" c3-c2 z | z4 z G : |[5 "C" c3-c z3 : |
w:car!_ Now car!_
W:
W:Now two of the wheels are triangular and the third one's off a pram.
W:The Fourth is the last remaining wheel from off a Dublin tram,
W:The number plate's in Gaelic and the plugs won't even spark,
W:And the chassis came off of a tinker's cart that collapsed in Phoenix Park.
W:
W:Chorus
W:
W:Now go for a ride in that motor car and you'll end up with the shakes;
W:The road from Cork to Dublin is a vale of pains and aches,
W:When traffic lights turn red ahead then you'd best jump out the door,
W:For the minute that Dinny treads on the brake, then his foot goes through the floor!
W:
W:Chorus
W:
W:Now if you could see the upholstery, then your eyes would start to pop,
W:It's nothing but empty beer crates with a load of sacks on top.
W:The windscreen's gone to Lord-knows-where and there's mothballs in the horn,
W:And I reckon he'd only get half a quid if he took it to the pawn.
W:
W:Chorus
W:
W:Now Dinny was driving 'round last week when the engine did the splits!
W:It went up in smoke and nearly blew O'Connell Street to bits!
W:They searched for Dinny and they found he'd landed up by heck
W:Away on top of the G.P.O.¹ with his L-plates² round his neck!
W:
W:Chorus

1. General Post Office
2. L-plates, used to identify a learner driver

X:69                          % number
T:My Car                     % title
C:Myscha Aiken               % composer
O:Deer Run Lane Asylum for the Musically Incompetent % origin.
M:4/4                        % meter
L:1/4                        % length of shortest note
Q:240                        % tempo
K:C                          % key
V:1                          % voice 1
F D C F | C D C F | D C F2 |
w:I bought a car to-day, I got a good deal!
F G D E | D G D E | D G E D | G2 z C |
w:It has-n't got a sun-roof or a ste-er-ing wheel, but
D E E D | C E C D | C F F E | ^D =D2 z |
w:It's got a lot of fea-tures that I think are re-al neat;
D D G G | A G2 F | D E F ^F | G3 z |
w:I can e-ven e-ject from the pas-sen-ger seat!
W:
W:I took it to the carwash to get the full wax
W:It made the rust fall off, but it filled all the cracks
W:Then out onto the motorway, we really had fun
W:We shot a ring and blew smoke till we blacked out the sun!
W:
W:Underneath the dashboard I pulled out a loose wire,
W:It turned the heater on and the dashboard caught fire!
W:I doused it with my mug of tea, you know what I mean,
W:And when the sparks stopped we had a smoky windscreen.
W:
W:I sold my car today, the buyer paid cash.
W:I didn't hang about, I was gone in a flash.
W:It's hard to get the parts for these peculiar makes;
W:It hasn't got an oil filter, headlamps or brakes!

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