Relentless Old Music
Came in off the road
Cold rain on my back
Nine dark miles of pine
And no light on the track
Kicked the tavern door
Every head turned round
No coin to my name
But I'll bring the whole house down
So pull your chairs in close
Throw your arms up high
The embers start to glow
Now here comes my battle cry
Hey! Throw it on the fire
Stomp your boots on the floor
No coin in my pocket
But I'll give you so much more
So raise your cup and holler
Come on and take a chance
Stomp, stomp, clap — and make the fire dance
First string hits the air
Like a spark off the flint
Drum picks up a heartbeat
And the whole room's in it
A boot begins to tap
Then a hundred hit the ground
Cold and weary strangers
Turn to family all around
So pull your chairs in close
Throw your arms up high
The embers start to glow
Now here comes my battle cry
Hey! Throw it on the fire
Stomp your boots on the floor
No coin in my pocket
But I'll give you so much more
So raise your cup and holler
Come on and take a chance
Stomp, stomp, clap — and make the fire dance
Stomp it on the floorboards
Clap it in your hands
Mountain folk and moor folk
Strangers turned to friends
We came in cold and weary
We came so far from home
But nobody, no nobody
Sings the night alone
Hey! Throw it on the fire
Stomp your boots on the floor
No coin in my pocket
But I'll give you so much more
So raise your cup and holler
Come on and take a chance
Stomp, stomp, clap — and make the fire dance
Oh-oh-oh, make the fire dance
Oh-oh-oh, make the fire dance
Hey! Hey! Make the fire dance
Hey! Hey! Make the fire dance
Stomp, stomp, clap — make the fire dance
Lyrics © 2026 Willow Ashgrove · Relentless Old Music.
Free to use with credit — see the license.