Am C G D
Am C G E    (x2)
[Verse]
      Am   
We're merry men of Skyrim
    C
So sturdy and so stout
         G
When the day is done
When it's time for fun
       E
We'll drink and sing and shout
    Am
You weak livered milk drinkers
    C
Can let your throats run dry
              G
Cause there's just one drink
That we will sink
  E
Until the day we die
[Chorus]
         Am                   C
Drinking mead in the halls of Whiterun
    G               D
The maidens and the men
   Am
We swig our brew 
  C
Until we spew 
        G              E
Then we fill our mugs again
        Am               C
You can keep your filthy Skooma
   G                 D
It makes our bellies bleed
              C
Cause when we raise our flagon
     G
To another dead dragon
         E               
There is just one drink we need
[Post-chorus]     
     Am   C G D
Nord mead
     Am   C G E
Nord mead
Am
Chug a mug of mead
     C
And another mug of mead
      G
Chug another mug of mead
         D
Till you fall down
Am
Chug a mug of mead
     C
And another mug mead
      G                        E
Chug another mug of mead, warrior
[Instrumental]
Am C G Am 
Am C G E
[Interlude]
  Am                C
After the long hard days
    G             Am
Of hunting and of war
     Am                    C
Our throats are tired and thirsty
        G                  E
And our bodies drenched in gore
       Am                 C
But we won't waste our evenings
        G                 Am
Feeling tired and feeling spent
   Am                 C
We perk right up when we breathe in
     G               E
That wholesome honey scent
[Verse]
     Am            
That Cyrodilic Brandy
     C                
Too fruity for these tongues
        G
You can keep your fancy alto wine
   E                  
It tastes like horker dung!
   Am                  
Balmora Blue tastes great to you
    C 
But here we like it plain
     G
Just fill my mug with a mighty jug
   E
Of honey, heart and grain
[Chorus]
         Am                   C
Drinking mead in the halls of Whiterun
    G               D
The maidens and the men
   Am
We swig our brew 
  C
Until we spew 
        G              E
Then we fill our mugs again
        Am               C
You can keep your filthy Skooma
   G                 D
It makes our bellies bleed
              C
Cause when we raise our flagon
     G
To another dead dragon
         E               
There is just one drink we need
[Post-chorus]     
     Am   C G D
Nord mead
     Am   C G E
Nord mead
Am
Chug a mug of mead (Nord mead)
     C
And another mug of mead
      G
Chug another mug of mead
         D
Till you fall down
Am
Chug a mug of mead (Nord mead)
     C
And another mug mead
      G                        E
Chug another mug of mead, warrior
[Otro]
Am C G D 
Am C G E