Matt was having a good time, and knew that Katara was trying her best, so he led her along with the dance while his voice raised again.

Well that greenish ale it went down hard
and twenty men fell off the yardarm
they twitched and they spun but it was clear to see
that we'd drink it all for our fair lady

Her hair was dark in ringlet curls
her eyes were blue and colored sapphire
her bright laughter rang off the coast
as we set sail into the golden host

And now as we see with the lady in our arms
we have no wench no we have no yarn
this is a charm, this is a brilliant taaaaaale~

To be drinking that ladys sweet greenish allleeeeee!