[Verse 1]
Nazeem's the owner of the Chillfurrow Farm
The shoddy state of which is cause for alarm
The cabbage in the field ain't growin' real fast
The cracks in the floorboards are letting in rats
You go on talkin' like you own a nice place
Inside you're wailing 'cause you hate the state
Of your house so there's a place you'd rather stay
The Drunken Huntsman, the Drunken Huntsman

[Chorus]
You pay an innkeeper for room and board
Rather than live inside of your own home

[Verse 2]
You're insecure because you know you're a fraud
Anyone who thinks that you're rich is all wrong
You'll sleep in your bed next to Black-Briar kegs
The Drunken Huntsman, the Drunken Huntsman

[Chorus]
You pay an innkeeper for room and board
Rather than live inside of your own home
You pay an innkeeper for room and board
Rather than live inside of your own home
[Bridge]
All your talk of wealth but you're ashamed of your abode
I never get to the Cloud District, but you can't live in your home
All your talk of wealth but you're ashamed of your abode
I never get to the Cloud District, but you can't live in your home

[Outro]
Finally all my work bears a reward
I think Proventus likes the songs I wrote
Been working hard, now my reward
Breezehome is mine, of that I'm sure